After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"Why did you do this?" Sidney's gaze remained fixed on Fawn, his confusion still gnawing at him.

Tears welled up in Fawn's eyes as she cried, "It's her! She's the one who ruined everything! If it weren't for her, you would have agreed to marry me! I wouldn't have to go through with this arranged marriage. I hate her!" Sidney's frown deepened. "It wasn't her. She never tried to stop anything. I was the one who didn't want to marry you."

"Why?" Fawn's voice trembled with disbelief. "Why didn't you want to marry me? When I proposed it, I saw you hesitate. You were considering it! Why would you change your mind?"

She stared at him, convinced he was lying, that he was defending Maria.

Sidney released her hand, his tone calm. "I have ambitions, but I'm not willing to sacrifice my marriage for them. It's as simple as that."

Fawn shook her head, her voice almost pleading. "I don't understand. It would've been a fake marriage! Why wouldn't you agree? How could you not?"

Sidney replied firmly, "Why shouldn't I refuse? Miss Powell, you've been trying to avoid your arranged marriage through this plan, but did you ever stop to consider what it would mean for me? Do you think your parents wouldn't start pressuring me too?" Fawn was momentarily speechless, her mouth opening and closing without finding the right words.

Maria shot a surprised glance at Sidney.

both thinking along the same

"Miss Powell,

in her eyes. "I will never apologize to her. Even if I could do it all over again, I'd

she spun around

cold laugh, her gaze trailing after Fawn with a

at her, his brows furrowed. "What do you plan

was cool as she replied, "Naturally...

dared to target her, there was no way she wouldn't

had gone to. Her actions were a stark contrast to the sweet, innocent image she usually

clean-up, the two of them left the hotel. Maria didn't say a word to Sidney and headed straight

in her study, her fingers flew over the keyboard as she pulled up all the information she could find on the

she was supposed to marry was a real estate tycoon, nearly sixty years old, who had already outlived three wives. Officially, they had all died of illness, but Maria discovered that each one had

hobby-he enjoyed "sharing" women with his

was