After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

A few days later, Sidney received a call from his mother.

"Hello, Mom? What's wrong?" Sidney asked, stepping out of a restaurant where he had just finished a meeting with a client.

Ruth's voice sounded concerned. "I'm not feeling well. You should come over right away."

Hearing this, Sidney immediately grew anxious.

Flagging down a cab, he asked, "What's wrong? Have you called a doctor?"

Ruth brushed it off. "Oh, I don't want to explain everything over the phone. Just come quickly."

Before he could ask more, she hung up.

Sidney's expression tightened with worry as he leaned forward and said to the driver, "Sir, please hurry."

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the hospital. He rushed into the hospital room, only to find his mother sitting on the bed, laughing and chatting with a young woman.

There was no sign of her being unwell.

concern still evident, as he rushed over to

her for any signs of illness and reaching for the

Slap!

hand away and

was full of color, and her spirits seemed high-nothing like someone who was unwell. His brows immediately furrowed as he said, "If you're fine, why did you tell me you weren't? Do you know how

do it again," Ruth replied, nodding quickly but with a tone that made it clear she

one year younger than you and studied architectural design in college, just like you. I'm sure you two will have plenty to talk about." Ruth then turned to the young woman standing beside the bed and smiled. "Diana, this is my

up, dressed in a

and fresh. She gave Sidney a shy smile and extended her hand. "Hello,

on Sidney why his mother had summoned him in such

knew he couldn't be rude

polite smile, he extended his hand and said,

a satisfied smile. "I'm feeling a bit tired. Why don't

glanced at Jackie, who chimed in, "Diana, why don't you go buy me some canned fruit? I've been craving

sure," Diana replied sweetly,

a helpless look before stepping out