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

Chapter 1056

The night breeze carried a faint chill, prompting Jolie to rub her arms as she glanced at the app to check on her ride. She had indulged in a few drinks tonight. Otherwise, she would have driven herself home.

Just then, a sleek black SUV pulled up in front of her. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a chiseled, serious face. ""Mr. Cooper," Jolie greeted with a polite smile when she saw him.

Gavin rested one hand casually on the steering wheel, his deep gaze briefly sweeping over her. "Get in."

What?

Was he offering to give her a ride?

Jolie hesitated, instinctively shaking her head. "There's no need, Mr. Cooper. I've already called a car."

Gavin's voice was calm but firm. "You still haven't returned my belt."

Oh. Right.

Jolie quickly fished the belt out of her bag, the black leather contrasting starkly against her fair hands. The striking visual caught Gavin's attention, and his gaze lingered on her fingers-slender and delicate, so pale they seemed almost fragile as if they might snap with the slightest pressure. His eyes drifted back to her face.

For a fleeting moment, a shadow of another figure-Selena-seemed to overlap with hers. But the vision disappeared as quickly as it came.

"Get in and give it to me," he said in a low voice, his tone leaving no room for argument. He turned his gaze away, waiting.

was thinking or why he insisted she get

see she was trying to keep

front of the vehicle,

a polite smile. "Thank you for

a word and casually tossed it onto the back seat before locking the

"Where to?" he asked.

this point, refusing again would seem unnecessarily pretentious. Resigning herself, she gave him the address of a

car started,

head to gaze out the window. Her cheeks still carried a faint blush, and the motion of the car combined with

tension left her body, and before long, her eyelids grew heavy, and she

her. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking at the droplets streaking down the window,

she quickly turned to the

eyes closed, completely still. The car's interior was dark except for the faint glow of streetlights streaming in through the

profile was strikingly

His lips were faintly pressed together, and his prominent Adam's apple added a rugged touch to his otherwise composed O demeanor. The aura he exuded was cold, distant, and

Jolie's mind, a recollection of the intense

indeed, as

uncompromising in his dominance He had left no room for her to

control with relentless

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