After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline found herself at a loss for words, left only with silence in response.

Russell smiled faintly and stood up, saying, "I'll be going now. Get some rest. If you ever run into any problems, just give me a call."

He rose from his seat, and Aveline followed suit, watching as he left. When the door closed, she couldn't help but sigh.

How did things end up going in this direction?

She sat back down on the sofa, taking small sips of juice, her thoughts drifting back to everything that had happened since she met Russell. It all gave her a bit of a headache.

She owed him a lot. But she didn't know how to repay it.

Aveline sighed again and stood up, heading to the study.

...

taking photos. Her makeup was flawlessly done, her face bright and lovely, and her eyes sparkled with light as she looked into

from her, lounging casually in his chair, a diamond necklace around his neck reflecting a

she reviewed the photos and asked, "So, what

"Have you thought about the

at him

dumb, are we?" Aaron chuckled lightly. "Selena, you know you can't escape this no matter what, so you've started pretending to be clueless? But you should also know that playing dumb won't solve anything." Selena, satisfied with her photos, saved them before putting her phone down. A faint smile played on her lips, and

I won't

replied, "That's not a problem anymore. I won't be getting

looked at him with curiosity. "Don't tell me you defied your family's arranged marriage for me? Don't do that-I don't want to be put on some high-society hit list or hunted down. That would be way

I won't be getting engaged now. Selena,

his determination, as if she already

her wine glass, swirling it gently,