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.

back. "Mr. Cooper, what

suddenly gotten so close? And

about how this might look

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 you're

resisting the urge to roll her eyes

because he was standing there? Did he

an arrogant, self-absorbed

dislike for him

a polite smile, she replied, "Apologies, did you say something? I was distracted, thinking about

a topic and steer the conversation

piercing gaze remained fixed on her,

deliberately avoiding me. Wel.ne

beat. How was he so

disinterest, yet he still managed to

to offend him-and that wasn't a risk she could afford. Keeping her composure,

his gaze, his tone nonchalant as if the conversation no longer interested him. Jolie

her grip on the wine glass, her thoughts spinning as she tried to decipher his intentions. "When are you planning

hit like

smile on Jolie's

Last time.

let it go, and

he was, still