After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 780

The soft mattress trembled as Lucas' breathing grew heavier.

His voice was husky and strained. "Aveline, when you wake up, you can't deny this happened."

Aveline didn't hear a word he said, her actions frantic as she kissed him with abandon.

Lucas' voice grew even lower and rougher. "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

A night of passion ensued.

The next morning.

Aveline opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar place. She jolted upright, her heart racing. The blanket slipped from her shoulders, and a chill spread across her chest.

Glancing down, her face instantly turned pale!

Her memory of last night stopped at the moment when Russell had said she had been drugged. She couldn’t recall anything beyond that.

But the current situation spoke volumes—had she been with Russell?

Oh, God!

How could this happen?

And yesterday was Russell's wedding day!

She…

Aveline stared blankly ahead, tears the size of beads suddenly streaming down her face, her complexion as pale as a sheet. For a moment, all she felt was utter despair.

At that moment, the door opened, and a familiar figure walked in.

“Why are you crying?”

Lucas had barely stepped inside when he saw her sitting there, silent tears streaming down her face. His brows furrowed as he moved closer to ask.

Could it be that she couldn't accept having slept with him without her consent? Was she so distressed by it that she cried?

Lucas pressed his lips together tightly.

Aveline blinked slowly, looking at Lucas' handsome, sharply defined face.

Her voice was so faint it was barely audible. "It's you?"

Lucas nodded. "I just got word that they've found some clues. Do you want to go and see for yourself?"

"Yes," Aveline replied, nodding.

As the victim, she had every right to know who had targeted her.

It wasn't just about her—this had implicated the Skyler, Johnson, and Tudor families as well. If word got out and things escalated, the consequences could be disastrous.

Lucas gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Alright, freshen up first. We'll have breakfast, then head over to the hotel together."

"Okay."

Aveline nodded, ready to get up, but then she realized she was wearing nothing—or rather, she was covered in traces of their intimate night.

She suddenly felt embarrassed.

Lucas chuckled softly. "Feeling shy?"

Aveline refused to look at him.

Lucas grabbed a robe and handed it to her. "You should wash up. I'll be waiting outside."