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

Chapter 1054

After Selena finished speaking, she got up and left the living room.

Jolie watched her retreating figure, her lips pressing together lightly. Did Selena really dislike her that much?

If so, what was the point of staying here?

After a moment of thought, Jolie stood and left.

A housekeeper noticed her leaving and quickly informed Selena.

Selena remained silent for a moment after hearing the news, then walked to the window on the second floor, watching as Jolie left.

Her silhouette, so slender and delicate, inexplicably carried a trace of loneliness.

"Since you brought her back, why not at least let her stay for dinner?" Aveline appeared beside her, also gazing at Jolie's fading figure.

Selena sighed lightly. "Ave, I just can't bring myself to talk to her calmly."

"That's understandable," Aveline replied softly.

Selena leaned against her, exhaling slowly. "It's like I can't let go of the things that happened in the past, even though I know none of it was her fault."

Aveline gently rubbed her arm. "Take your time. The fact that you brought her here today is already a big step. There's no need to rush. You've got plenty of time."

"Mm," Selena murmured.

Later that evening.

Jolie didn't go home.

The group was already deep into the party spirit, and at some point, they started playing a game of Truth or Dare. When it

"Okay, here's the dare: you have to ask the next man who

erupted with laughter and cheers at the outrageous

made the first move with a guy.

is why it's the perfect challenge. It's got

the atmosphere reaching its peak, Jolie knew

got up and walked toward the entrance, her nerves tightening as she scanned the people walking in. She had never done anything like

Quin family would never allow her to

for once, she wanted to let

were still laughing and egging her on. Jolie grabbed her drink and took a sip, trying to

then, a man stepped

tall, dressed in a sharp black suit that fit him perfectly. Even the tie and collar were meticulously neat. His entire demeanor exuded a composed, restrained elegance

It was him.

briefly as she instinctively wanted to pretend

"Jolie!"

friends weren't about to let her off that easily, their

herself

through messages. He didn't

"Move aside."

"Mr. Cooper."