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

Selena's eyes widened. "You..."

But Gavin stood up and walked toward her.

"Are you getting a divorce?" he asked.

Selena shook her head. "Why would I? There's no reason for that."

Gavin stopped right in front of her, and without another word, reached out his hand.

Immediately on guard, Selena took two steps back, her back pressing against the door as she eyed him warily. "What are you doing?"

Gavin saw the caution in her eyes, his expression growing colder. He grabbed the doorknob, opened the door, and pushed her out.

"You're a married woman. It's not appropriate for you to stay in my room."

With that, he closed the door.

"Hey, wait, you—"

Selena stood there, stunned, staring at the closed door.

For a moment, she was speechless.

This... this guy...

How could he act like that?

Then again... it wasn't completely unreasonable.

"Selena."

Before she could dwell on it, Aaron's voice echoed from the other room.

She turned to see him standing in the living room downstairs, looking up at her.

There was no point in hiding now. It was too late and frankly, pointless.

She walked down the stairs and asked, "What do you want?"

Aaron, noticing the coldness in her expression, stepped closer and took her hand, gazing at her. "Can we talk?"

Selena tried to pull her hand free, but his grip was strong.

She glared at him. "Let go first."

Aaron, however, said firmly, "I won't. I'll never let go, not in this lifetime."

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And his gaze-it was filled with a desire to claim her.

Damn it...

Why did Selena find herself liking it?

"What do you want to talk about?" Selena asked.

Aaron, instead of answering, asked, "Which room are you staying in?"

Selena's eyes widened in disbelief. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean? We haven't even talked yet, and you're already thinking about that? So, the only reason you came to find me was for that?" Aaron immediately covered her mouth, sighing as he glanced at Aveline. "Which room is hers?"

Aveline, still in a bit of a daze, pointed toward one of the rooms.

Without hesitation, Aaron scooped Selena up and carried her in that direction.

Aveline kept quiet.

She stared after them, completely numb.

So, this was how they interacted?

It was... not what she expected at all.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you right now unless this misunderstanding is cleared up, there's no way I'm sleeping with you! Don't even think about touching me!" Selena yelled as Aaron tossed her onto the couch. He shut the door behind him, tugged at his collar, and stood with his hands on his hips, staring at her.

Selena, still on guard, eyed him warily. "What do you want?"

Aaron replied, "To explain."

Selena lifted her chin defiantly. "Go ahead."

"That

message from Anne

Lawson-she's just an old childhood friend, not my crush. Stop jumping to conclusions. There's nothing between us. I've never liked her And more importantly, she's married," Aaron explained.

Selena's eyes widened slightly. "Married? She's married? Then why did she send you those texts? Telling you she was drunk and not feeling well, asking you to be with her? You expect me to believe there's nothing going on? Yeah, right!"

Aaron stepped closer, looking down at her puffed up cheeks, and gently took her hand. "Selena, she sent that message by mistake. I didn't reply That dinner you caught us at was the first and only time. I promise you if anything like that happens again, I'll bring you along. How about that?"