After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"You're right," Aaron said softly as he sat down beside her, pulling her into his arms. His voice was gentle, but there was a chilling resolve in his eyes.

Selena leaned against his chest, thinking about everything that had happened. It all felt surreal. She was just an ordinary person, yet here she was, caught up in such dangerous circumstances. "Unbelievable," she thought.

Just then, her phone rang from where it sat on the coffee table. Aaron, with his long reach, picked it up easily. They both saw it was an unknown number. "Do you want to answer it?"

Selena shook her head. "Nah, I never answer unknown numbers. What if it's some scammer trying to steal my money?"

Her comment made Aaron chuckle, and he hung up the call. But the phone rang again. Once, twice-it became more persistent, making them both a little wary.

"Give it to me. I'll see who it is," Selena said, extending her hand.

Aaron passed the phone to her and got up to head to the study.

Selena answered, her

familiar voice. "Why haven't you been answering my calls? Can't

Selena's voice remained frosty. "I've told you plenty of times. I have

closest people in this world. Can we meet and clear up the misunderstandings? I miss

a wave of frustration wash over her. Wanting to shake it off, she headed to the bedroom for a shower,

on the bed, already fast asleep. Aaron quietly walked over and pulled the blanket up over her. She looked so peaceful, but he knew that deep down, she was under a lot of pressure. Constantly staying alert and on edge every day must be mentally

forehead, promising silently that this situation would

...

her job, Selena stayed home for the most part. Things

did reveal some useful information. It turned out that the driver had been contacted by the butler of the Fletcher family estate. The butler had paid him to deliver Selena to a specific location. Beyond that, the driver claimed to know nothing

there to intervene, preventing anything worse

with me to