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After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Chapter 693
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Desmond heard Sidney's words and shot him a cold look. "Whatever's between Mr. Tudor and his wife is none of your business." Sidney paused and replied, "As Aveline's friend, I think it's perfectly fine forto say something." Desmond countered, "You did say you're Mrs. Tudor's friend. If that's the case, you should understand the importance of boundaries." Sidney's brow furrowed.

At that moment, Aveline spoke up, "The divorce will be finalized soon; we're just waiting for the court date." Her words were both an answer to Sidney and a slap in Desmond's face.

Sidney's tense expression relaxed into a smile. "I'm sure you'll succeed." "Yeah." Aveline smiled back at him briefly, then bent down and got into the car.

Desmond's face darkened slightly. He shot Sidney a cold glare before shutting the car door and moving to the driver's seat.

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As Aveline entered the car, she noticed Lucas sitting in the back.

She paused for a moment, gave him a once-over, and said, "So you can move around just fine. Let's go inspect the villa tomorrow." Lucas had a laptop resting on his knees. At her words, his fingers paused over the keyboard, and he looked at her. "Which eye of yours sawmoving around just fine?" Aveline was speechless.

She sensed a sudden chill in the air.

Deciding not to engage further, she turned her gaze out the window.

Barbara was still at the snursing home. The car drove in and parked in a designated spot. Desmond took out a wheelchair, placing it by the door, and then carefully helped Lucas into it.

Aveline watched, a bit surprised. She remembered his injury-his back was hit, and his ribs were fractured.

His legs seemed fine... so why was he in a wheelchair? Desmond noticed her confusion and explained, "It's the doctor's advice. Mr. Tudor shouldn't be walking or moving too soon." Aveline gave him a flat look. "Oh." Her expression was indifferent, and her demeanor toward Lucas was colder than ever.

Desmond fell silent.

He pushed the wheelchair into the nursing hroom. The housekeeper, who was taking care of Barbara, saw them arrive and quickly went in to inform her.

At this moment, Barbara was sitting on the bed. Her face looked even more aged, and she appeared much thinner than before. Her gaze was fixed steadily on Lucas.

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"Grandma," Lucas greeted, his voice calm and indifferent.

Aveline also spoke up, "Grandma, how have you been feeling lately?"

Barbara gave her a complicated look and replied, "Lately, Y. I've been om remembering things... things that En.

seem to have happened after I fell ill." Those memories were often chaotic, tangled in her mind. It took a lot of effort for her to make sense of them.

Upon hearing this, Lucas said, "You remember how well you used to treat her?" Barbara sighed softly. "Aveline, I'm sorry for what happened before." Aveline was taken aback and then quickly shook her head. "You don't have to apologize; I didn't take it to heart." Barbara turned to Lucas, "Lu, I've been dreaming a lot about you and Leo when you were kids." Lucas' expression remained neutral, waiting for her to continue.

Barbara's gaze wandered to the window. "Maybe my tis nearing its end. I keep remembering so many things from the past... You were always so mischievous, and Leo was always right there with y you.

The two of you were always up to skind of mischief. Whenever you got into troublected would bring you to me, and that way, your father couldn't punish you." RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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