After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline wasn't sure what to do, so she decided to keep the evidence safe for now, knowing it would be a while before she could head to Larbor City. She kept herself busy for several days.

The final designs were approved, and the winery project had started.

She began interviewing designers, but after several rounds, none of the candidates stood out.

Many had creative ideas, but they were impractical-imaginative concepts that would be difficult to bring to life.

One day, Selena invited her out for a meal.

The fondue pot simmered, filling the air with a mouthwatering aroma of melted cheese and garlic. Aveline took a bite of her bread, but her attention was quickly drawn to Selena, who let out yet another sigh. "What's wrong? You've sighed twenty-eight times since we got here."

Selena looked at her in mock surprise. "You were actually counting? I had no idea you loved me so much!"

Aveline replied, "Cut the crap. What's going on?"

Selena sighed again. "I got called in for a talk with the Fletchers."

Aveline paused mid-bite. "What?"

a few days ago. After Russ' wedding, the Fletchers saw me with Aaron. They intercepted me afterward. The whole conversation was basically them

she asked, "So, what

expect the Fletchers to be so stuck up. Do they call in every girl Aaron dates for an interview? What century is this? Ever heard

at her carefully. "Do you want

"I've never thought

responded, "Then why are you so bothered? You've always been clear that you're only seeing him for three months. So, whatever they say, it shouldn't matter to

planning to marry him, so why should I care about what

her with a more probing look, sensing

that she hadn't thought about it? Or had she started to waver, feeling

her well. It would be hard not to

thoughts aside and keeping

would need to face on her

happiness-happiness that surpassed her own by

Aveline said,