Divorced

Chapter 511

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He wore a gray tracksuit, a large patch of sweat soaking his chest, and his short, coarse hair was damp. His sharp eyes remained as piercing as ever.

Aveline glanced at him briefly before turning away and heading to the dining room to eat.

Lucas gave her a long look.

He had barely slept the night before. Despite feeling her warm, soft body in his arms, he couldn’t do anything to her. If he tried, she would definitely freak out. Lately, her mood changed faster than the weather!

Bringing her back was just the first step; he needed to proceed gradually. He believed she would eventually return to him on her own accord.

Lucas turned his gaze away and went upstairs to take a shower.

When Aveline was almost finished eating, Lucas emerged, dressed in a sleek silver–gray suit. His aura was cool and elegant as he walked over, adjusting his cufflinks.

Aveline looked at him and asked, “Do you have a more modest car?”

Lucas pulled out a chair and sat down, asking, “How modest?”

Aveline replied, “A car under ten thousand dollars.”

Lucas snorted lightly, “You call that a car?”

Aveline was speechless as she thought, “Fine. I know you’re rich!”

She realized she needed to buy a car for herself. She had gotten her driver’s license long ago but hadn’t bought a car due to lack of money. Later, when she had the funds, she became too busy to think about it.

Now things were different. She was busy every day and really needed a car for convenience.

Lucas said, “You can pick any car from my garage.”

Aveline responded, “Not now. Maybe later.”

She remembered her decision to keep things private for now.

After speaking, Aveline got up and left, maintaining a cold and composed demeanor. She treated him like a colleague–no, even less than that. At least with colleagues, she would sometimes smile. With him, she didn’t even want to say an extra word.

Lucas‘ face darkened.

Aveline first went to the car dealership, bought a car on the spot, and drove it off before heading to work.

At noon, she arrived at the restaurant, gave her name, and the waiter escorted her to the second floor. Pushing open the private room door, she saw a girl with light makeup but exceptionally beautiful features. Her clothes were all custom–made, exuding a noble aura and displaying impeccable manners and grace.

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“Hello, Miss Winter.”

Aveline walked over and shook hands with Sasha.

Sasha looked at her and smiled. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Tudor.”

Aveline corrected her, “Just call me Aveline. Lucas and I are divorced.”

Sasha got straight to the point. “Actually, I’m curious. Why did you divorce Lucas? Considering you saved his life, he wouldn’t agree to a divorce no matter what.”

As they sat down, they dove right into the main topic.

Aveline replied, “Sophia even lost a leg saving him, and he still left her without a second thought. Men are simply unreliable.”

Sasha was taken aback but smiled even more. “You’re right. Trusting a man is like expecting pigs to fly.”

Aveline smiled warmly.

She felt a sense of kindred spirit with Sasha. Even though they met because of a common enemy, there was a natural familiarity between them, devoid of the usual awkwardness and formality of meeting a

stranger.

Without wasting time, Aveline took out some documents and shared her plan with Sasha.