After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The servant stood frozen in shock, unable to comprehend what had just unfolded.

How... how could this have happened? How did Lila end up in the room instead of Selena?

She distinctly remembered helping Selena into that very room and watching as the family doctor applied the patch to her ankle. The patch, once applied for more than a minute, should have released the drug into Selena's system, gradually taking effect. But now everything had gone terribly wrong.

Pale and trembling, the servant knew that her role in this failed scheme had been exposed. There would be no good outcome for her. She began to retreat, hoping to slip away unnoticed. "Leaving so soon?"

A lazy, magnetic voice suddenly spoke from behind her.

Startled, she spun around to see Aaron standing in the doorway. His tall, imposing figure blocked the exit, preventing anyone from leaving easily.

"I... I..." The servant stammered, unable to form a coherent sentence, trapped in her fear.

crowd, reading the guilt and confusion on their faces. "Weren't you all saying my wife was in here? That there was another

expected. Those familiar with the games of the wealthy knew exactly what was going on-this was a classic case of a plan backfiring. Nathalie, thinking she could still salvage the situation once the crowd dispersed, had been waiting to discreetly pull Lila out of the mess. But Aaron's presence

said hastily, her voice strained. "Aaron, please move aside. Standing

strong feelings between them, Dad, Mom, you

crowd began to disperse, a familiar voice called out from

is everyone gathered

up from downstairs, her face filled with

at her and said, "They thought you were resting in this room. Apparently, someone claimed to have seen a man come in, so

with surprise, exclaiming, "But my ankle was fine ages ago! I left the room a

had reached Aaron's side and peeked into the room. On the bed, Lila was still

dramatically, her eyes widening