Divorced

“How do I take revenge?” Aveline asked, her gaze distant as she stared at Yvonne.

Yvonne’s lips curled into a faint smile. She reached into her bag and

pulled out a small plastic bag containing a single pill. Handing it to Aveline, she said, “All you have to do is get him to take this, and everything you’re enduring now will come to an end. You’ll be free.” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Aveline stared at the bag for a long moment before finally taking it. She looked down at the pill, her voice steady as she asked, “What will happen to Lucas if he takes this?”

Yvonne smiled softly. “He’ll just fall into a coma for a while. It won’t kill him, and you won’t have to worry about facing any legal consequences.”

Aveline remained silent, clutching the pill tightly in her hand.

Yvonne watched her with a gentle sigh, her expression almost pitying. You’re such a good girl. If Lucas hadn’t been so fixated on you, you wouldn’t be in this position.”

Aveline closed her eyes, her thoughts swirling.

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Seeing this, Yvonne said, “Get some rest. I won’t disturb you any longer.”

With that, she turned and left the room.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the room. Aveline opened her eyes, staring down at the pill in her hand. A bitter smile played on her lips.

She picked up her phone and dialed Lucas‘ number.

“Hello?” His deep, familiar voice quickly came through the line.

“Will you divorce me?” Aveline asked, her tone calm.

Lucas‘ voice grew colder. “Aveline, I’ve already told you, I won’t divorce. you.”

Aveline’s gaze lingered on the pill as she asked, “Even if it means one day I might kill you, you still won’t let go?”

His voice was firm. “If that’s what it takes, then go ahead and kill me. My life is yours.”

Aveline’s lashes fluttered as she abruptly ended the call. Without

hesitation, she walked into the bathroom, dropped the pill into the toilet, and watched as the water flushed it away. Her expression remained emotionless as she returned to her room.

When Selena returned, she looked puzzled. “What did Mrs. Tudor say to you?”

Aveline shook her head. “Nothing much, really. She just came to check on me, but the solution she offered won’t help with my situation.”

Selena could sense something was off, but seeing that Aveline didn’t want to elaborate, she decided not to press further.

“It’s fine. The divorce has already been filed, so now we just wait for the court date. Since you two don’t have any children or property disputes, and your intention is clear, the court should grant the divorce.”

Aveline stared out the window, her emotions a tangled mess. She had a feeling things wouldn’t be as straightforward as Selena suggested.

After a month in the hospital, Aveline’s walking had improved, though she still moved slowly. The doctor recommended continuing her recovery at home, and Aveline, eager to leave the hospital, agreed and made arrangements to be discharged.

On the day of her discharge, Gernard arrived.

He looked at Aveline and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer? The hospital can monitor your condition more closely.”

Aveline smiled and shook her head. “It’s too stifling here, and it’s not convenient. I’ll be more comfortable at home, and the doctor said it might actually help with my recovery.

Gernard nodded, not pushing the issue. “That makes sense. The nurse will continue to care for you until you’re fully recovered. Is there anything else you need?”

Aveline shook her head again. “No, that’s all. Thank you, Mr. Cooper.”

Gernard smiled warmly. “You don’t have to be so formal with me. I’ve already told you, I feel a certain closeness whenever I see you. If you’re open to it, I’d like to be friends. Why don’t we exchange contact information? That way, you can reach out to me directly if you ever need anything.”