NovelEnglishAveline stood quietly in the corner, watching Russell surrounded by the crowd, a hint of a smile appearing on her face.
As the cheers filled the room, Russell, under the gaze of everyone, made a wish and blew out the candles. The lights in the room flickered back on, and he picked up the knife to cut the cake. Everyone watched eagerly, especially Rina, who looked at him with anticipation.
In the past, Russell always gave the first slice of cake to her, and she was certain this year would be no different. But to her surprise, Russell turned and walked over to Aveline, holding the cake.
"This is for you." His handsface carried a soft smile as he handed the cake to Aveline.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCaught off guard, Aveline quickly accepted it. "Thank you." Russell reached out and gently ruffled her hair, his gesture full of affection.
Just then, the door to the room suddenly burst open, the noise drawing everyone's attention. Lucas entered, carrying an air of cold intensity.
Russell's hand was still resting on Aveline's head, and she was holding the cake. This was the scene Lucas walked in on.
A cold gleam flashed through Lucas' eyes as his gaze swept across the room, eventually landing on the bag sitting on the sofa.
Earlier, he had seen Aveline shopping at a men's clothing store in the mall.
He had thought the gift was for him.
But it turned out, she had bought it for Russell.
So, she didn't even realize today was his birthday too.
She knew Russell's and even prepared a gift for him.
Thinking about the quiet hope he'd held in his heart these past few days, Lucas found it utterly laughable. His expression grew colder, though the smile on his face becmore pronounced. "Looks like I arrived just in time." Lucas stepped closer, stopping in front of Russell and Aveline. He glanced at the cake in her hands, picked up a fork, and took a bite. "Not bad." He gave a nod of approval.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRussell withdrew his hand, his expression calm as he asked, "Mr. Tudor, are you here to celebrate my birthday? What a rare guest." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Today's your birthday? I didn't know. I didn't prepare a gift." He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to Aveline with a et gift, it's as good aset smile. But since my wife prepared a preparing one." BUMS Aveline's hands trembled slightly as she held the cake, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. Why was here? What did he want? His cas intentions were clearly not good.
Russell frowned and said, "Mr. Tudor, you two are already divorced. Aveline is here on her own today." Lucas' lips curved into a faint smile. "Who told you we're divorced?" Aveline's head snapped up, her eyes locking onto his.
Russell's brow furrowed even deeper. "What are you implying?" Without a word, Lucas took the cake from Aveline's hands andele tossed it to the floor. Then, he grasped her hand and said calmly, "Exactly what it sounds like
He looked down at Aveline, his voice softening. "You already gave him his gift. Let's go home, alright?" Aveline stared at him in shock. "What do you mean?" What did he mean by that? What did he mean by "exactly what it sounds like"?
Lucas watched the confusion on her face, his smile growing widero m "Haven't made myself clear? Aveline, we're not divorced." Boom! It was as if something exploded in her mind.
Not divorced? Not divorced?? How could they not be divorced? Lucas tightened his grip on her hand and started to lead her out.
Russell's face also showed a hint of shock. They weren'dorced? How was that possible? X
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