After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"Lucas..." Aveline murmured his name as she dialed his number.

Zachary watched her, shaking his head with a sigh.

Maybe she didn't even realize it herself, but her resistance to Lucas had softened.

After all, she wasn't heartless. How could anyone remain unmoved in the face of sincere apologies and requests for forgiveness? The busy signal droned in her ear, and as the dull beeping continued, Aveline's expression turned sour.

Why wasn't he picking up? Where had he gone?

In the end, the call disconnected automatically.

"He won't take my call... then I don't need him," Aveline muttered, wobbling slightly as she stood up and headed toward the door. Zachary quickly stepped in to steady her, preventing a fall.

But Aveline pushed him away. "I... I'm fine. I can manage on my own."

He stayed close, ready to catch her if needed.

Given how much she had drunk, her unsteady gait was no surprise.

Thankfully, despite her zigzagging path, she managed to avoid falling.

Back in her room, Zachary said, "Get some rest. I'll leave now but call me if you need anything."

"Okay... sure." Aveline nodded, her voice a little slurred.

the door, Zachary took one last look at her-she was lying

he shut

moment her head hit the pillow, Aveline

state, she began to notice

Smoke?

smell like

her fully awake. She opened her eyes and saw thick smoke

still foggy, but as she sat up and looked around, she caught sight of flames

of

Fire!

to the bathroom. She soaked the coat thoroughly with water, then draped it over herself before dashing toward the door, ready to

door open, a surge of flames leaped inside! The fire in the hallway was even fiercer than she'd imagined. Amidst the chaos, Aveline could just

the door shut, her

this happen? How did a fire break

to call the fire department, but there was no signal. She couldn't even

Someone had done this on

it was, they meant to burn them alive. What

Aveline!" Zachary's muffled voice came from

back, "I'm fine!