After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Aveline tilted her head slightly, relying on the sound to guide her. "Leo, is that you?"

Leo's surprised voice cut through the silence, "What happened to your eyes?"

"The people who held me here injected something into them," she replied, her voice calm despite the circumstances. "I can't see anything right now."

Without hesitation, Leo reached for her wrist, gently holding it. "I'll take you out of here. We need to get you to a hospital for a check-up."

Though hesitant at first, Aveline knew she didn't have much of a choice. Staying here was too dangerous-what if the people who had taken her returned? With a reluctant sigh, she followed Leo.

Still, something nagged at her. "Leo, how did you find me?"

As they moved cautiously toward the exit, Leo kept his grip on her steady, his voice soft. "I've been working on a nearby construction site. I saw you standing on the balcony one day. I tried to come up and talk to you, but the villa's bodyguards chased me off. After that, I kept an eye on the place and realized you were being held here. So, I figured out a way to distract them and get you out."

Aveline felt uneasy, but with her blindness, she had no choice but to trust him for now. "Thank you."

"You saved me before," Leo replied warmly. "I'm just glad I could repay the favor."

"Watch your step," he whispered gently as they reached a staircase.

guiding

relax. They finally left-far from that nightmare of a place. Relief washed over her, though a dark thought lingered. Whoever had done this to her, she wouldn't let them off so easily once she

sped away, several vehicles pulled up to the

immediately spotted the person exiting

he

his focus entirely

searching the premises, he found

no surveillance cameras installed inside the villa, and the street cameras seem to

clear this had all

incredibly dark as he strode over to Gernard's assistant, his voice cold. "Why

and sent me to rescue her, but she's already

pulled off any tricks under Lucas' nose. Could someone have gotten

unlikely. Could he have really kept up

Impossible.

"Bang!"

a chair over, his face stormy with