Chapter 865
In the early morning, the streets were mostly empty. Aveline walked for a while before hailing a taxi.
"To the airport," she said softly, her gaze drifting out the window, her eyes filled with an eerie calm.
Meanwhile, Braden watched Aveline leave and dialed Lucas' number. "Mr. Tudor, Miss Aveline is leaving. She seems to be headed for the airport."
...
With no traffic, Aveline arrived at the airport just before 7 a.m. She bought a ticket for the earliest flight and walked toward the security checkpoint. "Aveline."
A familiar voice called out from behind her, making her freeze in place. She closed her eyes briefly before turning around calmly to face Lucas, who stood not far away, his handsome face cold as he looked at her.
"Where are you going?" Lucas walked toward her, step by step. "I've been looking for you for days. You're leaving as soon as you return? Are you abandoning me?"
He stopped in front of her, staring directly into her eyes.
Aveline replied, "We're already divorced. Don't make this sound so ambiguous."
Lucas said, "But you came to find me last night. You wanted to see me, didn't you?"
Aveline's lashes fluttered slightly. He knew...
Taking a deep breath, she said, "Since you know I went to find you, you should also understand why I'm leaving. But even before, my plan after our divorce was to leave."
Lucas replied, "The woman was Juliet. She had someone spike my drink and then dressed up like you to lure me into the private room. But I recognized her later. I didn't do anything. Aveline, why didn't you come in? If you had, I would have been so happy." He stared into her eyes, carefully explaining every word, watching as surprise flickered across her face.
Gently, he took her hand and said, "Aveline, I didn't betray you. I'm still clean. Please, don't leave me. Can you stay?"
At that moment, something broke inside her.
Aveline's lashes trembled, and all the emotions she had suppressed came rushing out. Tears began streaming down her face uncontrollably.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
Seeing her tears, Lucas immediately stepped forward, awkwardly trying to wipe them away, but the more he wiped, the more they fell.
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have let
you misunderstand. Don't cry,
vel
Aveline... please don't cry," he murmured, completely lost on how
to console her.
Suddenly, Aveline wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest as she sobbed freely.
She had truly believed he was with another woman.
But it had all been a misunderstanding..
Relief washed over her-it wasn't real, it was all a mistake!
Lucas held her tightly, his voice soft. "Don't go, okay? Give me another chance. Let me pursue you again, to love you properly this time."
Aveline didn't respond. She just kept crying, and when she was exhausted, she held onto him without letting go.
Lucas didn't push her for an answer.
He knew winning her trust back would be a long journey-he had only himself to blame for all the pain he had caused.
f
"Lucas, if you mistreat me again, I'll leave
you. I'll disappear from
your
life forever," Aveline's mice
finally broke the silence.
"I swear, I won't do it again," Lucas replied softly, his heart aching, feeling as though something was swelling inside it.
"I'm hungry," Aveline said.
"Let's go, we'll get something to eat," Lucas responded.
Hand in hand, the two of them left the airport together.
The bright morning sunlight bathed the earth, chasing away the cold, and their hearts were filled with the warmth of happiness.