After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Maria's gaze lingered on Sidney like someone eyeing their favorite toy.

His expression grew colder as he looked at her and asked, "Can we talk now?"

"Here?" Maria smirked, "I'm not really fond of standing in doorways. It's exhausting." Sidney remained silent, unmoving.

With a casual smile, Maria unlocked the door with her fingerprint and stepped inside. Sidney followed her in, and as the lights gradually brightened, Maria stopped, her back to him.

Sidney stood near the entrance, quietly watching her.

Without turning around, Maria spoke. "Miss Powell came to see me today. She wanted to know why I stopped you two from getting married."

She chuckled, finally turning to face him. "Sidney, you didn't handle things well. Now I've got this mess, and she's blaming me for everything. I'm not exactly pleased what do you suggest we do about that?" Sidney frowned, his tone apologetic. "I didn't know she would go to you. I'm sorry."

Maria raised an eyebrow. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm apologizing on her behalf," Sidney replied.

"And what are you to her, that you

frown deepened. "Isn't that why you brought it up?

moods

a moment before speaking again. "I don't need your apology. You and she have nothing to do with

here to discuss the studio. You're planning to transfer it, and I'm

do you want to take over my

own business and

question completely out of left

then quickly responded, "You're overthinking it. I only

plenty of other

his collar, pulling him closer.

her tiptoes, leaning in to

Sidney firmly gripped her shoulders, stopping her from getting any closer. "Maria, we're here to talk business." Maria blinked, her gaze locked on his lips, soft and pale pink-she knew how they felt, and

"I am talking business."

stare. "Is this how you handle