After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

At that moment, Nathalie spoke up as well, "It's just a dance, Selena. Don't disrespect Mr. Brooks."

Her words implied that Selena was deliberately avoiding the dance.

Ernest's expression had already soured.

Selena glanced from one person to the next, her eyes reddening as tears welled up and began to fall.

"You've misunderstood me," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean it that way. Mr. Brooks and the Fletcher family have business dealings, and of course, I respect our partners. But my foot really is injured. It's no big deal, though.

"Even though tonight is Lila's birthday party, and she should be the one dancing the opening dance, since Ernest invited me, I would still dance even if my leg was broken."

She paused, looking fragile and innocent, before continuing with a hint of apology. "Mr. Brooks, I'm afraid my injured foot won't keep up with your steps. I'm truly sorry."

After all, with her husband running a media company, picking up a few acting skills was a breeze. Ernest stood there, momentarily stunned by her tearful yet brave face. He felt a pang of sympathy and waved his

I didn't dance with Mr. Brooks. I hope you won't hold it against me?" Several of the wealthy ladies and socialites nearby watched the scene unfold, exchanging meaningful

added to their stature. As Aaron's wife, Selena's position was certainly not one where she should have

were, in

Nathalie from the other ladies shifted, though none dared to comment openly-business dealings with the Fletcher family were

front of all these

Fine. Just wait.

a bit restrictive, which is why I asked you to help. Since

immediately stepped forward to support Selena,

small smile tug at the corners of her lips. Nathalie would have to swallow this bitter

a flash of resentment

it's