The Divorced Billionaire

Chapter 93

As Salvador drove Flora back to her house, a heavy silence hung between them, punctuated only by the hum of the car's engine. Flora fidgeted with the hem of her sweater, her thoughts swirling with uncertainty.

Finally, she mustered the courage to break the silence. "Salvador," she began, her voice hesitant. "I don't want us to break up."

Salvador's grip tightened on the steering wheel, his expression unreadable. "Flora, I didn't rescue you from those kidnappers to play the hero," he replied, his voice tinged with seriousness. "I did it because I care about you, and I want to keep you safe."

Flora's heart fluttered at Salvador's words, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of her stomach. "But Salvador, why can't we be together?" she asked, her voice tinged with desperation.

Salvador sighed, his eyes focused on the road ahead. "Flora, I suspect those kidnappers were my rivals," he explained, his tone grave. "I don't want to involve you in the dangerous w