After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 1113

Aaron watched the scene unfold with a faint smirk, clearly amused and making no effort to intervene.

Selena’s eyes grew even more resentful as she glanced at him, silently begging for rescue.

After a moment, Jolie finally released her, noticing the stiffness in her posture. With reddened eyes, she said softly, “I’ll take a look around.”

“Go on, go on,” Selena said quickly, waving her hand like she had just been freed from a burden.

Jolie began exploring the apartment. The three-hundred-square-meter flat was spacious and fully equipped. With just a few groceries and some basic household items, it was ready to live in.

When she returned to the living room, she saw Selena ending a phone call.

“I’ve already arranged for someone to pick up what you need. For now, don’t go out,” Selena said firmly.

Jolie hesitated. “The flight lands in a few hours. Are you sure no one will realize something’s off?”

“They won’t,” Selena replied confidently. She opened her phone and pulled up two photos. Pointing at the first picture, she explained, “This is what your stand-in originally looked like.”

Then, with a swipe of her screen, she brought up the second image.

Jolie gasped, her eyes widening in shock.

The person in the photo looked almost identical to her.

“This is her after makeup and disguise,” Selena said, her tone calm and assured. “Even if your parents were here, they might not recognize the difference right away.”

Jolie stared at the image, astonished by the meticulous preparation. “Where did you find someone this skilled?”

“Plenty of people are good at makeup and disguise these days,” Selena replied matter-of-factly. “I just found the best of them.”

Jolie sighed with a mix of relief and amazement. “It feels good knowing someone’s got my back.”

Selena fell silent, her expression briefly unreadable.

An hour later, the person tasked with shopping returned, arms full of bags. Jolie helped unpack everything, organizing the kitchen and pantry.

“Let go first,” Selena stammered, her voice betraying her discomfort.

“Promise me you’ll stay, and I’ll let go,” Jolie insisted, doubling down on her charm.

Selena’s arm prickled with goosebumps, and she hurriedly relented. “Fine, fine! I’ll stay. Just let go!”

“Deal!” Jolie released her immediately, satisfied, and went back to sorting through the groceries.

After over an hour of organizing and tidying up, everything was finally in place. Jolie then began prepping for lunch.

“Sister, what do you like to eat these days?” she asked, glancing back as she selected ingredients.

Selena gave her a sidelong look. “Anything. Just make whatever.”

Jolie wasn’t having it. She walked over to Selena again and said, “There’s no such thing as ‘whatever.’ Come on, tell me what you like.”

Seeing Jolie about to grab her arm again, Selena threw up her hands in surrender.