PopularNovelSelena looked at her and asked, "So when are you planning to go to Larbor City?"
Aveline replied, "I'll wait until the divorce with Lucas is finalized."
"What?" Selena was shocked again. "Did | hear that right? He actually agreed to a divorce?"
"Yes, he did." Aveline nodded. "To be honest, I'm surprised too. But when I thought about it, | realized that every
twe've talked about divorce, he's agreed and showed up. It waswho kept backing out." Selena looked
incredulous. "After all the back-and-forth, he's finally giving in? What's he up to?"
"I don't know." Aveline shook her head, then yawned. "I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed. You should get srest
too."
Selena nodded. "Alright, you get ssleep. I'll head out."
She grabbed her bag and was about to leave, but at the door, she paused. "Oh, by the way, Aveline, Russ’
wedding is in three days. Are you really not going?"
Aveline stopped for a moment and replied, "No, I'm not going."
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Russell didn't want her there, and she was indifferent to Rina, so i | was better to stay away.
Selena nodded. "Alright then, I'll go and see what unfolds. I'll tell you all the juicy details later."
"Sure."
After Selena left, Aveline took a shower and put on her bathrobe, applying her skincare routine.
Just then, her phone buzzed.
She checked it—it was a message from Russell.
"Isn't tonight's starry sky beautiful?"
He attached a photo.
She stared at the picture. He was standing on a mountaintop, back to the camera, gazing up at the starry sky,
his silhouette lonely and forlorn. Aveline frowned slightly.
This was the path he chose; he should know what the consequences would be. Talking about it now was
pointless.
She didn't reply, instead tossing the phone aside and getting into bed But just as she was drifting into a hazy
sleep, her phone rang again, startling her awake, irritation
crossing her face.
"Hello?"
Her tone was sharp and heavy as she answered.
A deep, raspy voice cthrough the line, "Aveline, | don't feel well."
Aveline squinted at the screen; it was Lucas' name.
"If you're not feeling well, go to the hospital. I'm not a doctor, so why are you calling me?" she snapped, annoyed
at being woken up from her sleep. Being disturbed like this was truly infuriating.
There was a moment of silence on the other end before Lucas spoke again, "I think you gotsick, Aveline. You
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmneed to take responsibility." Aveline resisted the urge to roll her eyes, gritting her teeth. "Do you have any
medicine at home?"
Lucas replied, "I don't know."
Before she could say anything more, he continued, "My head hurts... | feel so awful, Aveline, I'm really suffering."
He kept mumbling in a dazed state, making any further conversation impossible.
Remembering how he had taken care of her when she was feverish and barely conscious, Aveline swallowed her
irritation. She hung up, got up, changed her clothes, and headed downstairs.
She rang his doorbell, and it took a while before the door finally opened.
Lucas stood in the doorway, his tall frsilhouetted against the dim light behind him. His brows were furrowed
tightly, and he was wearing a deep blue robe, slightly open at the collar, revealing a hint of his chest muscles.
His face was flushed unnaturally.
"You have a fever?" Aveline asked.
His body radiated heat, and his lips were dry and cracked. He turned and walked back inside, answering weakly, 2
"Yeah."
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