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

Lucas didn't take the box.

His eyes remained fixed on her as he said, "Even if you don't like it now, keep it. One day, when you do like it, you can wear it."

Aveline fell silent for a moment before replying, "Can't you tell? I don't want it."

Lucas simply replied, "But I've already given it to you. Whether you want it or not, it's yours. If you really don't want it, go ahead and toss it. Maybe some beggar will find it and become rich overnight." Aveline's fingers tightened around the box slightly.

She knew the pink diamond inside was worth a fortune, likely not less than two million dollars. Throwing away something so valuable was out of the question.

Seeing her hesitation, Lucas added, "Just keep it. You'll come to like it someday."

What nonsense...

She didn't like it now; why would she like it in the future?

Still, she didn't throw it away but placed it on her lap instead.

Lucas glanced at her pale wrist and paused before saying, "If you wore it, it would look beautiful."

Aveline ignored his comment, shifting the conversation. "Why did you send someone in there? We're about to get divorced, and now you've made our relationship public. What am I supposed to do once we're divorced?" Patrick's sudden change in attitude was clearly because he feared Lucas.

divorce, without the status of being Mrs. Tudor, how was she supposed to deal with people like him? She knew she would be vulnerable to

her and said, "You've been wanting to leave Cloudflare City for a while now.

at him. "How

"You haven't exactly

her

thought about it, he

project, she planned to

designer to fill her position. She really wouldn't be in Cloudflare

Lucas' deep, alluring voice broke the silence, coaxing her gently, "while you still have the

marriage at a loss, would you? Do you ever make deals that don't benefit

Of course not.

thought it over and realized he had

hers had

think of it, in all the time they had been married, she had never

running full blast, and a thin layer of mist soon fogged

the box out

steps behind. "You're welcome," he replied, his long, narrow eyes

of affection as