After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

After exchanging a few words with Maria, Selena put away her phone and glanced ahead. Through the rearview mirror, she noticed that the driver was unfamiliar-a face she didn't recognize at all. Her eyes flickered with suspicion, but she pretended to remain calm, playing with her phone while secretly sending a message to Braden.

Braden replied, "Got it."

Selena suppressed her rising anxiety and looked out the window, casually asking, "This doesn't seem like the route to the restaurant, does it?"

The driver replied, "There's roadwork ahead, ma'am. We had to take a detour."

"Oh, I see," she responded nonchalantly.

Then, trying to gauge the situation further, she asked, "Are you wearing cologne?"

The driver answered, "Yes, my girlfriend really likes this scent, so I've been using it." "Nice." Selena nodded.

As time passed, Selena started feeling an unsettling weakness spread through her body. Her mind grew hazy, and her movements became sluggish. She instinctively reached for the window controls but found them locked. "I'm feeling a little hot. Could you open the window?" Her voice had weakened noticeably.

her and said, "Just a little further, ma'am, we're

sharpened despite her fatigue. "I asked you to open the window!

silent and sped

to sway, and if not for the seatbelt, her head would have slammed into the

you doing?" Selena snapped, suddenly realizing something was terribly wrong. She glared at the driver, but

completely, the driver kept increasing the speed. They were quickly leaving the city and heading toward a more

the car, or I'll call the police!" Selena warned,

respond, continuing his course without a

You're not Aaron's driver, are you? Where are you

halt, jerking her forward. Her head spun for a moment,

he brake more gently?" she thought,

motorcycle parked in front of the car. A figure stepped off the bike and began walking toward