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

Aveline stood quietly in the corner, watching Russell surrounded by the crowd, a hint of a smile appearing on her face.

As the cheers filled the room, Russell, under the gaze of everyone, made a wish and blew out the candles. The lights in the room flickered back on, and he picked up the knife to cut the cake. Everyone watched eagerly, especially Rina, who looked at him with anticipation.

In the past, Russell always gave the first slice of cake to her, and she was certain this year would be no different.

But to her surprise, Russell turned and walked over to Aveline, holding the cake.

"This is for you."

His handsome face carried a soft smile as he handed the cake to Aveline.

Caught off guard, Aveline quickly accepted it. "Thank you."

Russell reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his gesture full of affection.

Just then, the door to the room suddenly burst open, the noise drawing everyone's attention. Lucas entered, carrying an air of cold intensity.

Russell's hand was still resting on Aveline's head, and she was holding the cake. This was the scene Lucas walked in on.

A cold gleam flashed through Lucas' eyes as his gaze swept across the room, eventually landing on the bag sitting on the sofa.

Earlier, he had seen Aveline shopping at a men's clothing store in the mall.

He had thought the gift was for him.

But it turned out, she had bought it for Russell.

even realize today was his

and even prepared a gift for

the quiet hope he'd held in his heart these past few days, Lucas found it utterly laughable. His expression grew colder, though the smile on his face became more pronounced. "Looks like I arrived just

stopping in front of Russell and Aveline. He glanced at the cake in

a nod

withdrew his hand, his expression calm as he asked, "Mr. Tudor, are you here to celebrate my

your birthday? I didn't know. I

for

to Aveline

it's as good

my wife

preparing

one."

BUMS

she held the cake,

did he want? His

were clearly not

and said, "Mr. Tudor, you two are already divorced. Aveline is here on her own

lips curved into a faint smile. "Who told

up, her eyes

brow furrowed even deeper. "What are

Lucas

from Aveline's hands andele

the floor.

hand and said calmly, "Exactly what it