After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"I feel so uncomfortable... so hot..."

Aveline's soft murmurs came from behind him.

Russell turned around and saw her restlessly shifting on the sofa.

Her fair skin had taken on a flushed, pink hue, looking temptingly like a ripe peach.

Russell hurried over and patted her face lightly. "Aveline, wake up. Aveline?"

But she grabbed his hand, pressing it against her cheek as if trying to use the coolness to soothe her discomfort. It wasn't enough; she pulled his hand lower, seeking relief.

Russell's breath caught in his throat, and he quickly pulled his hand away.

She had been drugged!

She wasn't in her right mind, acting purely on instinct. If she woke up and realized something had happened between them, she would be devastated, and she would never want to see him again! Russell got up and rushed to the bathroom.

He soaked a towel in cold water and came back, placing it on her forehead.

The cool sensation seemed to calm her down; her movements grew less frantic.

Taking advantage of the moment, he glanced around the room.

The air conditioning was set to a lower temperature.

an incense burner emitting a sweet,

the incense was likely

the sink, turning on the faucet to extinguish the

windows were sealed shut; ventilation

took out his phone, only to find there was no signal-it had

So, that was it.

carefully, wanting to trap them in this room together and, ideally, have

long before someone barged in to "catch them in

calculated move to ruin the wedding, destroy the relationship between the

were a package deal. If she was caught in a

stabilized Tudor Group would

but one that could

chilling glint flashed

"Russ...?"

bit of consciousness, opened her eyes to see Russell standing

the damp towel fell from her forehead. She caught it with

move closer. He

effects of the drug

he got too

make things