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

The nurse had already brought over the ice pack.

Lucas grabbed Aveline's hand and led her out to the sitting area. He sat her down on the sofa and pressed the ice pack directly against her cheek. "Ouch..."

The coldness made Aveline take a sharp breath. She reached out her hand and said, "I can do it myself."

"No, you can't control the pressure properly," Lucas replied, refusing to give her the ice pack. He stayed right next to her, holding it against her cheek himself. Aveline wanted to roll her eyes.

This was her own face-how could she not control the pressure?

Aveline, eager to maintain her distance, reached for the ice pack. But in her haste, her hand missed its mark and instead landed squarely on his.

Lucas chuckled softly. "If you wanted to hold my hand, you could've just said so. No need to beat around the bush. Here, I'll let you."

With that, he took her hand in his other hand, holding it firmly.

"Are you crazy?" Aveline snapped.

When did she ever want to hold his hand? She just wanted the right to put the ice pack on her own face!

Lucas gazed at her and whispered, "Yes, I'm crazy. Do you have a cure?"

Aveline was speechless.

acted shamelessly, he

to pull her hand away, but he kept

still resisting? Or... do you want to feel my abs?" Lucas teased as he noticed her struggle. Aveline

silent, Lucas suddenly guided her hand toward his

called

his hand didn't stop. He had already pressed her hand

Do

at her intently, his

that moment, they were very close to each other. Lucas' dark, deep eyes were fixed on her face, greedily scanning every

her features were

Her forehead was smooth and unblemished. Her eyebrows were delicately arched. Her eyes were pools of mesmerizing depth

wer lips

soft,

irresistibly kissable.

slightly, feeling the firmness under her palm. Despite him being

of disdain,

them a squeeze

face darkened

weren't abs, then what were

his muscles were still there! They

days of working out, and they'd be