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

Aaron hung up the phone and turned around to see Selena staring at her pale, delicate ankle, tears falling steadily down her face as if she thought she was doomed to be crippled. Aaron sighed.

He walked over, gently pinching her cheek and lifting her face. "You'll be fine. Stop crying."

Selena sniffled, her eyes red from crying.

With her bright, expressive eyes now brimming with tears and her reddened nose, she looked utterly pitiful-like someone who had been harshly wronged.

Aaron felt his resolve crumbling in an instant.

All thoughts of staying firm or maintaining his principles disappeared as he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

"Mmph..."

Selena whimpered in surprise, trying to push him away.

But Aaron didn't prolong the kiss, simply giving her a deep, firm kiss before pulling back.

"No more crying," he ordered gruffly before she could speak.

Selena shrank back slightly. "Aaron, you're so mean."

Even when he kissed her, he was so rough, as if he wanted to devour her!

The unconscious hint of a pout in her voice was dangerous-it was pure temptation.

Aaron felt a heat rise within him, burning without an outlet.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

He forced down the fire inside and went to open the door.

It was the island's doctor.

The doctor was tall, with fair skin, blond hair, and striking blue eyes. He had a handsome face and a gaze that held a certain intensity when he looked at someone.

Dressed in a white coat, he exchanged a few words with Aaron before coming over to where Selena was seated.

"Hello, Mrs. Fletcher. You can call me Steve," the doctor said in slightly accented English, extending his hand toward Selena.

Selena shook his hand. "Hello, Dr. Steve."

But Steve, instead of a simple handshake, held her fingertips and kissed the back of her hand.

Startled, Selena instinctively looked over at Aaron, whose expression had turned noticeably dark. Steve began examining Selena's ankle.

After a short while, he said, "Mrs.

Fletcher's ankle is fine, just a

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Aaron nodded. "Got it. You can go now."

Steve raised an eyebrow. "You're really just kicking me out? Not even offering me a meal?" Aaron replied, "You came here for a medical visit. Why would I feed you? Didn't I pay you?"

Shaking his head, Steve chuckled. "Aaron, your personality is

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Aaron's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do I need to escort you out?"

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Steve quickly turned and left, but not before giving Selena a playful wink as he closed the door behind him.

Selena blinked, momentarily speechless.

Steve had left behind the ointment, though it couldn't be applied until the evening.

The room fell into a brief silence.

"Aaron," Selena called out softly, lifting her gaze to him.

His expression had softened somewhat, though there was still a lingering coolness in his tone. "What is it?"

Selena's eyelashes fluttered as she said, "I'm hungry."

Aaron was speechless.

He clenched his jaw. Expecting her to say something heartfelt was clearly too much to ask!

Without a word, he headed straight into the kitchen.

Selena sat on the sofa, absentmindedly staring at her ankle, lost in thought.

What was going through his mind? Was he still angry? If he was, what should she do?

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As she overthought every possibility, the aroma of food began to fill room, and her eyes lit up

immediately.

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