After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

The next day.

When Aveline arrived at the studio, she was shocked to see Sidney at his desk, his face covered in bruises and his fingers struggling to type on the keyboard.

She hurried over and asked, "Sidney, what happened to you?"

Sidney looked up at her and managed a smile, though the effort caused his lips to twitch in pain, contorting his expression.

"I'm... fine," he said with difficulty. "After I left your place last night, I ran into Mr. Tudor. He suggested we spar a bit, so I agreed. Don't worry about me, I'm really okay." Aveline frowned. "Just a spar?"

If it was just a sparring match, how did he end up in such a bad state?

Sidney chuckled softly. "Yeah, it was just sparring. I'm really okay-it looks worse than it is, just some surface wounds. Please, don't hold it against Mr. Tudor because of me." There was a hint of self-deprecation in his eyes. "In the end, it's just because I'm not strong enough."

Aveline pressed her lips together and then turned to leave. When she returned, she was carrying a few items-a cold pack and some bruise ointment.

She pulled over a chair and sat directly in front of Sidney. "Turn around, I'll help you apply the ointment."

and shook his head. "That's

stern. "Do you plan on facing clients with that face? They

I'd rather not scare off the clients I've

"Okay."

burning pain

cheek and forehead.

a few minutes, finishing the treatment. She left the ointment on his desk and added, "Follow the instructions,

replied, his appreciation

her a faint smile, and for a moment, Aveline

if seeking approval. The memory sent a sharp pain within her. She quickly said, "I'm going to get back to work. If your

as

nes

he glanced down, and moments later, his phone buzzed with a new photo. Someone had captured the moment perfectly-the sunlight illuminating Aveline as she carefully

Such a beautiful moment.