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

"Lucas..." Aveline murmured his name as she dialed his number.

Zachary watched her, shaking his head with a sigh.

Maybe she didn't even realize it herself, but her resistance to Lucas had softened.

After all, she wasn't heartless. How could anyone remain unmoved in the face of sincere apologies and requests for forgiveness? The busy signal droned in her ear, and as the dull beeping continued, Aveline's expression turned sour.

Why wasn't he picking up? Where had he gone?

In the end, the call disconnected automatically.

"He won't take my call... then I don't need him," Aveline muttered, wobbling slightly as she stood up and headed toward the door. Zachary quickly stepped in to steady her, preventing a fall.

But Aveline pushed him away. "I... I'm fine. I can manage on my own."

He stayed close, ready to catch her if needed.

Given how much she had drunk, her unsteady gait was no surprise.

Thankfully, despite her zigzagging path, she managed to avoid falling.

Back in her room, Zachary said, "Get some rest. I'll leave now but call me if you need anything."

Aveline nodded, her voice

her-she was lying on the bed with her eyes

sigh, he shut the door and turned

hit the pillow, Aveline fell into a deep

she began to notice a sharp, acrid

Smoke?

smell like smoke in the

odor grew stronger, jolting her fully awake. She opened her eyes

up and looked around, she caught sight of flames flickering outside

of alcohol

Fire!

jumped out of bed, grabbed her coat, and rushed to the bathroom. She soaked the coat thoroughly with water, then draped it over herself before dashing toward the door,

the door open, a surge of flames leaped inside! The fire in the hallway was even fiercer than

the door shut, her face draining of

happen? How did a fire break out so

grabbed her phone, intending to call the fire department, but

wasn't an accident. Someone had done this

meant to burn them

Zachary's muffled voice