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 the

cold. "Who

I just saw she was wasted

her friend. Back off," Sidney said

word. Sidney turned his attention to Fawn, gently lifting her from the

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

cool night air hit them, and

waited until she

Miss Powell?" he asked, trying to gauge her

blearily lifted her

wrapped her arms around his neck,

trying to marry me off to some

her family drama. "Miss Powell,

resting against his neck as she drifted

his Soother option, and

for the

watched the two figures leaving

waiting for a moment, she picked up her phone and dialed

time, Sidney had just helped Fawn into the hotel room, placing her gently on the bed. As he straightened up, his phone rang. Seeing Maria's name on the screen, he frowned.