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

Chapter 864

Lucas completely ignored Selena's protests, pacing around the living room, and searching every corner. Not finding anyone, he headed straight for the bedroom.

"Hey, stop!" Selena rushed over, arms outstretched to block his way. "What do you think you're doing?"

His bloodshot eyes fixed on her, cold and intense. "Move."

The icy chill and overwhelming pressure radiating from him made Selena falter momentarily, but she stood her ground. "No. Why are you barging in like this?" Frustration boiled over in Lucas.

If Selena was trying this hard to stop him, then Aveline must be here. Why was she keeping him away? Didn't she understand how desperately he'd been searching for Aveline, how close to madness he'd been? Lucas had little patience left. Just as he was about to push Selena aside, the bedroom door creaked open.

Aveline stood there, dressed in soft sleepwear, one hand resting on the doorframe, the other hanging loosely at her side. She looked fragile, ethereal, but her face was pale, and her eyes showed none of the warmth he once knew.

Lucas' gaze locked onto her, scanning her face, taking in every detail as if afraid to miss a single moment. His throat tightened, and in a hoarse whisper, he said, "Aveline... you've lost weight."

Aveline's grip on the door handle tightened slightly.

Her voice was soft but distant as she replied, "I'm tired. Could you please leave?"

tone. The distance between them was suffocating. He had been so desperate to find her, and

with emotion. "Rest.

turned to leave, glancing back at her with each step,

an annoyed sound and turned to

exhausted. I'm going to sleep. You don't have to stay with me. I'll be fine

way. I'm staying with you. I won't be able to

to come. The image

desperation-haunted her. He had

frantic, as if the world was

he was so desperate, was all of this just

What was the point?

...

his car, still battling the intense heat

furious. "Take

security footage at Meet

the drugs. from his system. He sat in a chair his jacket

long before Aaron

brow furrowed. "Who had