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.

in immediately, blocking

was cold.

aback, quickly withdrawing his hand. "Whoa, I just saw she was wasted and

friend. Back

lifting her from the seat. He tapped her cheek lightly. "Miss Powell? Can you hear me?" But she didn't

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

hit

waited until

asked, trying to

lifted her head,

around his

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

interested in getting involved in her family drama. "Miss Powell, how about I take you to a hotel

me home," she mumbled, her forehead resting against

Soother option, and knowing

hotel for

watched the two

for a moment, she picked up her

up, his phone rang. Seeing Maria's name on the screen, he frowned. It had been a month since they last spoke, and he had