After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

The slap echoed loudly through the restroom.

Judy clutched her cheek, staring at Aveline in disbelief. "You actually dared to hit me?"

Aveline's gaze was icy as she looked at her. "Yes, I did. Miss Thompson, you're truly ungrateful. I tried to help you, and you turned around and insulted me. Don't you think you deserved it?" Judy's eyes filled with rage. "No one has ever dared to treat me like this! Aveline, you're finished!"

Aveline raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And how exactly do you plan to finish me? I've recorded our conversation, Miss Thompson. So, if anything happens to me in the near future, you'll be the prime suspect." Judy's fury intensified as she glared at Aveline. "You just wait."

Aveline let out a slight scoff, not bothering to respond further.

Judy stormed out in anger, while Aveline calmly walked back toward the dining area. As she turned a corner, she found Lucas leaning against the wall, his expression cold as he looked at her. "You've got some nerve, laying a hand on the Thompson family's heiress," Lucas said icily.

Aveline met his gaze and replied, "She was asking for it."

Lucas stared at her intensely. "And what about you?"

puzzled. "What

closer to her. "As my ex-wife, giving another woman tips on what I like

smirked slightly. "No need for a medal. Just stop

Lucas' hand shot out, grabbing her by the throat and pinning her

do you have a death wish?" Lucas' voice was icy

his hand, trying to ease the pressure. "Could you stop grabbing my throat

a dark chuckle. "No, I can't kill you, but I can make you understand

his grip

mouth opened slightly as she struggled to breathe, her

gaze was so cold-was he really going

coughing hard as his cold eyes watched her struggle. When her coughing fit subsided, he suddenly grabbed her

The relentless torment was too much for anyone to bear. Aveline tried to push him away, her thoughts

her lip, making her wince as the sharp pain registered. She tasted blood, realizing he had bitten hard enough to break the skin. "Aveline," Lucas growled, his voice low and threatening, "behave yourself. Don't provoke me, or I

that, he turned and