After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 635

Her tone was cold as she struggled, trying to avoid his touch.

But Lucas firmly grabbed her hand, bringing it up in front of her. "Smell for yourself—you stink."

Aveline paused, actually sniffing her hand, but there was no strange odor.

Her clear eyes filled with icy disdain as she glared at him. "I told you, I don’t need your help. Even if I smell, that’s my own problem."

What did it have to do with him?

Ignoring her protest, Lucas continued wiping her down. "Aveline, you might as well stop resisting, just like before. The result will be the same in the end."

Aveline seethed with anger, her cold gaze fixed on Lucas’ face. She let out a bitter laugh. "Pathetic."

With that, she closed her eyes, deciding not to fight him anymore.

If he was determined to do this and she couldn’t escape, then so be it. If he wanted to humiliate himself, who was she to stop him?

Lucas’ expression darkened, his sharp eyes narrowing as he looked at her for a long moment before continuing to wipe her down.

He even unbuttoned her clothes to clean beneath them, and she didn’t resist.

But underneath her clothes, her body was wrapped in bandages, frail and thin. As he finished, the only emotion he felt was a dull, aching pain in his chest.

An hour later, Lucas took the basin back to the bathroom.

By then, Aveline was drifting off to sleep.

Suddenly, the covers were pulled back, and a cool breeze swept over her. The familiar scent of Lucas filled the air as he climbed into bed beside her.

Her eyes flew open, and she glared at him. "What do you think you’re doing?"

"The sofa’s uncomfortable. Your bed is big enough—share it with me," Lucas replied calmly.

"No," Aveline flatly refused.

But Lucas acted as though he hadn’t heard her, lying on his side next to her and closing his eyes.

Seeing her reaction, Lucas continued, "I admit I was awful before, that I did things that hurt you deeply. But I’ll change, I promise I’ll never do those things again. Just give me one more chance, alright?"

His tone was low, almost pleading, with a hint of vulnerability that made it even more persuasive.

Aveline’s breathing faltered, but she quickly regained her composure, her voice turning cold. "Lucas, it’s pointless. I don’t want you anymore."

A flash of crimson fury darkened Lucas’ eyes, but he forced himself to remain calm. "It’s okay. I’ll stay by your side until you change your mind."

With that, he stood up and carefully pulled the covers over her before moving to the sofa and lying down.

His tall frame barely fit on the sofa, making him look uncomfortable and cramped.

Aveline closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling as a wave of bitterness and sorrow washed over her.

After everything that had happened, what was the point of saying these things now?

She had stopped loving him a long time ago.