He Wants Me Back After the Divorce

In a dimly lit room obscured by the night, a man and a woman were making intense love while making passionate moans.

Celia Burton got out of bed after the sex, looking a little exhausted, and grabbed a pen and some papers from the bedside table drawer. She then handed the file to the man.

Celia carefully opened her swollen lips and said softly, "You have an early business trip tomorrow, so please sign these papers now in case you forget."

The file appeared to be ordinary but important, but two unusual words were written on the cover: "Divorce Agreement."

Dominic Dawson arose from the bed, his chest marked by her nails, but his face maintained its usual calm and indifference. He quickly skimmed the agreement's terms before signing his name.

"I will give you five hundred million dollars," he said flatly.

Celia was stunned for a moment before responding, "There's no need for that. We agreed from the start that I wouldn't take anything from you."

He replied coldly, "Your ten years are worth five hundred million dollars."

Celia froze as the reality of how quickly ten years had passed dawned on her.

They got married back then because of circumstances beyond their control. She had arrived at his house at the age of fifteen and had soon engaged to him.

Dominic told her that they weren't meant to be together the moment he saw her. He also said that if she wanted to stay with the Dawson family, she would have to sign an agreement with him, and she would have to leave after ten years.

They pretended to have a close and intimate relationship when they were in the presence of the Dawson family for ten years, but they were strangers to each other the rest of the time.

According to their agreement, she couldn't be with him at the same time wherever he went.

And now, the ten-year agreement had come to an end, bringing everything to a close.

Celia returned to reality, setting aside the divorce agreement and preparing to take a bath. But just as she was about to get out of bed, he came up behind her and embraced her passionately, leading her back to bed.

Years of being together with him allowed Celia to immediately understand Dominic's intentions. "I'm tired," she coquettishly said as she wrapped her arms around his neck." Can we just go to sleep?"

"Let's have one last time," Dominic said as he bent down to kiss her lips, his icy voice filled with tenderness.

Few women were able to resist his charm.

Celia lightly stroked his six-pack abs, thinking to herself, "Why not? Let's enjoy it since it's the last time."

Dominic's actions became even more daring as he seemed to sense her thoughts.

That night was exceptionally long.

Celia awoke the next day filled with remorse for what she had done the night before.

Her entire body hurt as if a huge truck had run over it.

But she knew that it was the last time they would make love. Celia noticed that the divorce papers were still on the table and that Dominic had signed them.

The phone rang at that precise moment, and it was Dominic's assistant, Leon Roberts.

"Mrs. Dawson, Mr. Dawson asked me to handle the divorce agreement. Are you available today?" Leon asked politely.

"Yes, I am. You can come over now," Celia replied.

Celia spent an hour getting herself ready, then after packing her belongings, she sat on the couch waiting for Leon.

He soon arrived, holding another agreement in his hands.

As Dominic mentioned before, he said on the agreement that he would give her $500 million, and he signed his name to the new agreement.

"Mr. Dawson recommended that I have you sign this, so here it is."

Celia gently smiled, "There's no need for that. Let us stick to our original agreement. Can you please help us with notarization?"

Leon wondered in confusion, "Is she crazy? How could she not want the money?"

After being Dominic's right-hand man for many years, Leon knew full well that Celia didn't have a job. She had always stayed at home and rarely left the house.

He wondered how she would make ends meet apart from Dominic's generosity.

"Mrs. Dawson, are you absolutely sure you won't accept the money?" Unable to contain himself, he reminded her once again.

"We've already agreed on this, and it won't change. By the way, please don't call me Mrs. Dawson anymore. I'm Miss Burton now."

Leon expected Celia to be hesitant to leave the house or to be overjoyed when she received the money. But he hadn't expected her to be so composed and even already packed her luggage.

"Mrs...Miss Burton, you should reconsider. After all, this is a significant sum of money."

Coincidentally, Celia's phone rang at that moment. She cast a glance at him and said, "There's nothing for me to reconsider. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Celia left calmly with her suitcase, leaving Leon perplexed.

Not long after, Leon received a call from Dominic, the CEO.

"Is everything taken care of?"

Dominic's tone was cold and indifferent, snapping Leon back to reality. Leon replied, "Almost."

"If she doesn't want to leave, just give her the house," Dominic said after a brief pause. He continued, "After all, she's been with me for ten years, and it wouldn't hurt to give a bit more."

Leon felt somewhat uncomfortable conveying the actual situation, but he still informed Dominic, "Miss Burton didn't ask for anything."

Dominic's tone grew slightly colder as he remarked, "Miss Burton? You've changed how you address her quickly."

"Miss Burton asked me to address her that way."

Leon swallowed hard because he could tell Dominic wasn't happy about the change.

He expected Dominic to say something more, but when he rechecked his phone, he realized the call had already been dropped.

Meanwhile, Celia left the mansion and got into a car that was waiting for her. With a pleasant smile, the man in the car reached out and handed her the flowers. "Congratulations on achieving your goal and resuming your single life, my Boss."

Celia kept a cold expression on her face as if it were her natural disposition. "Okay."

The man was Ryan Palmer, who had worked for Celia undercover for many years.

"We're gonna hold a big party for you," Ryan said cautiously. "Are you available to join us tonight?"

"I'm very busy." She flatly refused.

"Oh, okay." Ryan shrugged. "I figured you'd like it. After all, you didn't show up to the party the day before you got married, so I assumed..."

His voice trailed off, curious in tone.

Celia glanced at him indifferently. "You'd better not mention my marriage again because all of that is now history. I just don't like parties because I think they are a waste of time. It's better for me to devote my time to something worthwhile."

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's perfect. I thought you'd gotten used to those..."

Ryan quickly shut his mouth after realizing he had mentioned her marriage again.

In fact, his words didn't bother Celia. After being with Dominic for a decade, she saw it as perfectly normal for her employee to bring him up in conversation.

However, she would no longer bring up Dominic's name in the future.

Celia's first contact with the Dawsons was merely to complete an important task.

She had nothing to reminisce about in the past now that the task had been completed.

The image of that cold and arrogant man flashed through Celia's mind, and she chuckled lightly. At least he was good-looking and came from a noble background, so she hadn't lost out.

A peaceful divorce was the best option for them.

A month later, a group of people gathered in an emergency room at a hospital, making the atmosphere tense and alert.

A man in an expensive tailored suit hurried over, looking a little less polished than usual.

As Dominic fixed his gaze on the emergency room door, a hint of worry was visible in his cold eyes.

He glanced at Leon, who was standing next to him, and asked, "How long has she been inside?"

"Miss Murphy's condition is more severe than we anticipated," Leon responded anxiously. "She passed out on the way here, but Dr. Lynn hasn't yet arrived."

"Hasn't Dr. Lynn come back to the country already?"

"Her assistant did tell us earlier that she had returned and settled down, so we shouldn't worry about not being able to reach her. However, they suddenly lost contact with her."

Leon updated Dominic on the situation, saying, "Nonetheless, an attending physician has already gone in, so we should be able to buy some time."

Employees nearby held their breath, fully aware that the woman waiting for the operation was the president's true love. Rumors circulated that the president had recently divorced his ten-year-long wife in order to marry Miss Murphy.

The sounds of distant footsteps became closer. When Dominic heard a familiar voice, he turned to see a woman in a white coat and a mask, followed by several other people.

Even though she hadn't been seen in a month, her eyes gave her away, and even Leon could recognize her as Celia, Dominic's ex-wife.

Dominic was caught off guard by her and immediately jumped to a highly improbable conclusion.

He fixed his gaze on the woman before him while she remained indifferent and calmly told him, "You're in the way."

The dean quickly interjected, "Mr. Dawson, this is Dr. Lynn. Could you please let her in? The patient's condition doesn't allow for any further delays."

Celia's face remained expressionless, but a barely perceptible smile played on her lips. "Indeed, otherwise, don't blame me if the person inside the operating room dies," she remarked.

Dominic clenched his fist while Leon thought, "Miss Murphy is probably screwed."

They couldn't believe Dominic's ex-wife would go to such lengths to save the woman he loved.

Dominic turned to the dean for confirmation, asking, "Is she genuinely Dr. Lynn?"

The dean nodded repeatedly, assuming Dominic was concerned about Celia's identity. He quickly reassured him, saying, "Absolutely. Mr. Dawson, please rest assured. Dr. Lynn performed an emergency surgery at our hospital a few days ago. We had already confirmed her qualifications, so I'm sure this is her. Don't let her young age deceive you. Dr. Lynn's medical abilities are truly exceptional. Please don't worry. She'll do the operation this time, and we should see at least a 50% success rate.

However, there was still a 50% chance of failure, which included unknown uncertainties.

Celia crossed her arms and said, "If Mr. Dawson doesn't want me to do the surgery, I can leave right now."

"How confident are you?" Dominic asked, even though the dean had already provided an answer.

Celia responded with a sneer, "Just 50%."

When their gazes met, Celia showed no fear as she stared him down.

Dominic had never seen this side of Celia before. She had always seemed gentle and submissive to him, like a rose kept indoors, relying solely on his support.

He realized that maybe he never got to know her at all in the ten years they were together.

He stepped aside and said, "Go ahead."

After racking his brain for something to say, Leon realized there was nothing more to add.

There was no choice but to allow Celia to carry out the operation at this time.

Celia nodded indifferently after removing her mask.

Dominic cast his gaze downward as the emergency room doors closed once more.

Celia smiled to herself as she looked down at Grace Murphy in the emergency room and saw the terror on her face.

"Why are you here, Celia?"

Grace had been sedated and rendered immobile, but seeing Celia made her already ashen face look even paler.

Grace's status as Dominic's mistress was no secret to Celia.

Dominic married Celia because his family told him to do so, but his real affection lay with Grace.

Everyone believed that Dominic would eventually get married to Grace.

Celia, on the other hand, felt it had nothing to do with her.

Grace would have vanished long ago if Celia had really minded about her existence.

With no visible emotion on her face, Celia took up the scalpel and warned, "You better cooperate with the surgery if you don't want to die."

"No, I don't want you to operate on me! Leave we alone! I want to see Dominic!" Grace let out a piercing scream.

The doctors in the room exchanged looks as they all knew the patient would not cooperate. "Dr. Lynn, do you need to..." one of the doctors asked.

"No, I'm pressed for time," Celia replied, smiling at the woman in the hospital bed. "Suit yourself."

"No, I don't want you to perform the surgery. Get the hell out!" Grace yelled.

Celia sneered and continued on with the preparation. She told the attending physicians, "The patient is being too disruptive. Increase the anesthesia dosage."

"Alright."

Grace quickly fell into a deep sleep as the anesthesia was increased, and the operating room became silent as usual.

Grace's face was terrified even when she was sleeping.

Celia's professionalism and confidence impressed everyone in the operating room, which made them trust her more.

The lights outside the emergency room were turned off after seven hours.

Celia was the first to open the door and step outside, and she ran right into Dominic, who was standing at the door.

He had clearly been standing there the entire time, waiting.

"Did it all go well?" he asked.

"Yes," Celia said aloof as she removed her mask.

Leon showed a surprised expression in response to their conversation. They had once been a couple but now appeared to be strangers.

For Celia, Dominic had indeed become a stranger. The lengthy operation had drained her emotionally and physically, leaving her with little reserves for replying to him. She just wanted to leave at the moment.

Dominic, however, grabbed her hand as she tried to walk past him and led her in a different direction.

The nearby Dawsons, who had never met Celia, expressed bewilderment. Leon explained, "Mr. Dawson wants to get more information from Dr. Lynn."

"But even if it's just for an inquiry, he shouldn't be holding her hand. Maybe he's worried about Miss Murphy's safety." They could only come to this conclusion, despite how strange it felt.

He clutched Celia's hand until they reached a quiet corner.

He soon backed her up against a wall and cornered her there.

"Why did you become Dr. Lynn?" Dominic asked directly.

"I wanted to do something because I was bored," Celia replied calmly. "What's the problem with that?"

Dominic felt an unfathomable rage well up within him as he looked at her icy expression and remembered how she once was tender and caring.

"How is Grace doing?" he asked, taking a deep breath.

"I've already told you she's not in any danger at the moment. However, she can only live if we find a suitable heart for her." Celia explained Since childhood, Grace, Dominic's childhood sweetheart, had congenital heart disease. She never found a suitable heart for replacement, resulting in her fragile health condition.

"If I hadn't suddenly become his fiancee, he would have been with Grace a long time ago," Celia thought to herself.

Dominic showed a frown before responding, "I understand. Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me because I'll get paid after the surgery," Celia said.

She only answered his questions out of a sense of duty as a doctor.

Dominic's gaze darkened as he observed her aloofness.

"Celia, what kind of person are you?"

He was curious as to why she was so different from before.

Celia replied with a smile, "We're already divorced, so none of this is relevant to you. I don't think I have to answer your questions. You should pay more attention to the people you care about."

Dominic bit his tongue. He wanted to say something more, but she had already begun to walk away.

Her departure was marked by a sense of confidence and independence.

Leon rushed up to Mr. Dawson and said, "Mr. Dawson, Miss Murphy has awoken. She's been crying and is desperate to see you."

"Got it," he said, his eyes darkening slightly.