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

Chapter 1068

Jolie didn't like the way Gavin's gaze lingered on her.

It was heavy, oppressive, and carried an intensity that made her inexplicably tense and uneasy.

"Mr. Cooper, aren't you busy these days?" she asked, attempting to shift the atmosphere.

""Not too busy," he replied, his tone flat and indifferent.

Jolie was speechless.

How could someone be so adept at killing a conversation?

Still, for the Quin family, he was a distinguished guest. She couldn't afford to appear impolite or neglectful, or her parents would never let her hear the end of it. Being grounded would be the least of her worries. Yet, she didn't want to engage with Gavin more than necessary.

For one, she didn't like him. He was rigid, dull, and utterly devoid of emotional value.

And for another, she refused to play into Daisy's obvious plans. It was clear that her parents wanted her entangled with Gavin, but she had no intention of letting that happen.

Caught in the push and pull of these conflicting feelings, Jolie found herself staring blankly at her wine glass, lost in thought.

She didn't even notice when Gavin moved closer, until suddenly, her chin was tilted upward by the light press of his fingers.

Startled, Jolie snapped out of her daze. Her eyes flashed with confusion before the situation fully registered.

two steps back. "Mr.

so close? And what was with this intimate

about how this might

slowly lowered his hand, his thumb rubbing against his fingertips as if savoring the lingering sensation of her soft skin. His movements were unhurried, almost contemplative, and carried an air of deliberate purpose. Gavin's eyes locked onto hers, his voice calm yet commanding. "I'm standing right in front of you, and

blinked, resisting the urge to roll her

about something else just because he was standing there? Did he really expect her entire focus to be

arrogant,

for him

"Apologies, did you say something? I was distracted,

a topic and steer the

didn't let up. His piercing gaze remained fixed

deliberately avoiding me. Wel.ne

a beat. How was he

so careful, masking her disinterest, yet he still managed

admit it. To acknowledge it would be to offend him-and that wasn't a risk she could afford. Keeping her composure, Jolie let out a soft laugh. "Mr.

the conversation no longer interested him. Jolie couldn't tell what he

spinning as she tried to decipher his intentions. "When are you planning to

sudden statement hit

on Jolie's face froze

Last time.

go, and assumed he wouldn't bring it

was, still