After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Russell's expression remained calm as he asked, "What's going on?"

Rina's sobs became more pronounced. "My parents are trying to force me to meet with the Fletcher family to discuss an arranged marriage. I don't want it-I don't like Aaron, and I don't want to marry him. Russ, please come get me!"

Russell maintained his casual demeanor. "And how exactly am I supposed to get you out of there?"

Rina cried even harder. "Russ, please, by any means necessary. Just get me out of here. I don't want to marry Aaron-I don't like him!"

Russell lowered his gaze, hiding the flicker of emotion in his eyes. After a brief pause, he finally responded, "Alright, send me your location." "Okay!"

The call ended.

Russell looked up at Aveline. "I have to go. Something came up."

Aveline nodded. "Alright."

Russell stood up and moved closer to her as if he wanted to say something more. But Aveline instinctively leaned back, putting a bit of distance between them. "What is it?" she asked, confused by his behavior.

Her subtle, instinctive retreat deepened the shadow in Russell's eyes, though he managed a small smile. He reached out and gently patted her head. "Don't worry. I'll make sure you get that divorce." A faint, unfamiliar feeling stirred in Aveline's heart.

She nodded. "Okay."

of relief. For a moment, she had thought Russell was going to

Aveline and

looked around, puzzled. "Where's

had to leave. Something came up," Aveline

disappointment. "I bought dinner for

nurse. "Let's

agreed, nodding as she called the nurse over to

the sun sank beneath the horizon, the final glimmers of vibrant orange faded from the sky. Aveline stood by the window,

a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist, effortlessly lifting her and

cold and firm. "Your body isn't ready for this level of activity. You need to take it slow

don't

gaze intense. "You're planning to

at him. "How