After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

That night, when Sidney returned to his small apartment, he planned to review the blueprints again.

However, his phone suddenly rang.

Glancing at the screen, he saw it was Fawn calling.

"Hello, Miss Powell. Is everything alright?"

Fawn's voice was slurred, clearly drunk.

"Sidney... Sidney, come get me. I can't go home... I can't get home..." she sobbed, her words barely coherent.

It was obvious she had been drinking.

Sidney's brow furrowed. "Miss Fawn, where are you right now?"

She mumbled the name of a bar, and without hesitation, Sidney grabbed his keys and headed out to find her.

The bar was packed and lively, with music blasting and people filling every corner. Sidney maneuvered through the crowd until he spotted Fawn slumped in a booth, thoroughly drunk.

A man had leaned over her, his hand reaching for her thigh.

stepped in immediately, blocking

voice was cold. "Who

hand. "Whoa, I just saw she was wasted and thought I'd wake her up. Who are

her friend. Back off," Sidney said

attention to Fawn, gently lifting her from the seat. He tapped her

current state was far too dangerous. Sidney had no choice but to

air hit them, and Fawn suddenly doubled over, vomiting onto the

waited until she

he asked, trying to gauge

lifted her head, recognizing

around his neck, clinging

want me anymore. They're trying to marry me off to some old man. I don't want to

drama. "Miss Powell, how

home," she mumbled, her forehead resting against his neck as she drifted back

bring her to his Soother option, and knowing

hotel for

roadside, inside her car, Maria watched the

picked up her phone

rang. Seeing Maria's name on the screen, he frowned. It had been