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

Chapter 1074

"Scoundrel..." she thought.

This man was utterly despicable.

Jolie passed out, and before her consciousness faded completely, she bit him out of sheer frustration. But with no strength left, the effort was more symbolic than effective.

...

The next morning.

The motorized curtains slid open automatically, and sunlight poured into the room, bright and unrelenting. Jolie stirred as the light hit her face, groaning softly before lifting an arm to shield her eyes. She slowly forced them open. This wasn't the private suite from last night.

The bedroom was large, its minimalist design starkly cold in shades of black, white, and gray.

She immediately knew where she was.

Only he would decorate a house in such lifeless, joyless tones.

Turning over, she let out an involuntary whimper. Her back ached, her legs were sore, and every movement sent tremors through the muscles of her thighs.

She bit her lip, her frustration mounting as tears pricked the corners of her eyes from the pain.

Just then, Gavin walked in.

He stopped at the sight of her her fair skin wrapped in his deep-gray comforter, her arms exposed, and faint marks trailing over her shoulders. She was struggling to sit up, the delicate tear stains at the edges of her eyes stirring something deep within him. Suppressing his thoughts, he asked calmly, "Do you need a massage?"

don't!" Jolie snapped, gritting her teeth as she refused to even

arduous effort, she managed to sit upright. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and tried to

couldn't even take

anger surged as she turned and shot him a furious glare the very picture of indignation aimed

onto the bed, pulling the

she declared, her voice

Startled, she threw the blanket

met him, she'd never seen

someone who didn't like to

as he replied, "Why wouldn't I be

just pretending to be all brooding

stern, unapproachable air,

closer, his

meeting to attend soon. If you need anything call me if you're hungry, get up and eat. There's

tone was casual as he gave her

on the bed beside her and kissed

to the side. His lips brushed

you doing?!" she exclaimed,

with

enough for him to kiss

was just repaying a debt-nothing

cleared, they

cheek, brushing over her skin, which felt soft

there, slow and deliberate, as if