After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline walked directly down.

The basement was even colder than above, and as she descended, the lights flickered on one by one. She stopped in front of a door with iron bars and frowned, "Who's in there?" "Is... is that you, Aveline?" The man's voice came out weak and frail.

Aveline could even smell a faint scent of blood.

Aveline's expression grew tense, "Who's there?"

"It's Bobby."

Aveline widened her eyes. "Bobby? Is it really you?"

She grabbed the bars and peered inside desperately, but it was pitch dark; she couldn't see anything.

I'm being tortured to death. I don't want

pleading

but then she remembered Bobby's own father had given up on him. As an outsider, did she have the right to intervene? Aveline asked, "Did you really

"I was set up! I did have gambling debts, but

"What really

was heavy, as if speaking took a great deal of

Mary asked me to deliver something to a room. When I went in, I saw things scattered

suddenly arrested me, accusing me of stealing and selling the items, which were said to be the late Mr. Leo's belongings. I never did such a thing. I tried to explain, but

really don't want

very serious. "Bobby, is everything you

his teeth and said, "If I'm lying,

time with him during their three years of