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

Chapter 1083

After finishing her shower, Jolie felt as though she'd gained some clarity. With her thoughts sorted, she decided there was no point in being reserved anymore. She stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a robe. But when she walked into the living room, Gavin was nowhere to be seen.

"Huh? Where did he go?" she muttered, a hint of confusion flickering across her face. She called out tentatively, "Mr. Cooper? Mr. Cooper?"

"Over here."

A voice came from behind her, slightly off to the side.

Turning around, Jolie spotted Gavin standing at the doorway of a room, the space behind him shrouded in darkness.

She walked over, tilting her head curiously. "Mr. Cooper, what are you doing?"

Gavin's eyes darkened slightly as he studied her.

Something about her had changed.

Her gaze seemed brighter, clearer, and when she looked at him, the previous cold indifference was no longer as pronounced.

What had happened to cause such a shift in her demeanor?

"Come in," he said, turning and walking into the room.

Jolie hesitated for a moment before following him inside.

She quickly realized it was a home theater.

furnished with several leather recliners, all facing a massive screen at the far end. The lighting

took a seat in one of the chairs, reclining slightly

"Mr. Cooper, are you planning

you not enjoy movies?" he replied

chair next to his, a small table separating

an assortment of fruits and snacks had been

"I do," Jolie replied.

here

was around mealtime. But

was this supposed to mean? Was this all part of some elaborate

her. "What kind of movies do

anything,

in

twitched into a faint smile. "It's

eyebrow, studying her expression. Her clear eyes betrayed no hesitation; she meant

didn't believe in love,

the love stories portrayed in movies. If it was all just actors playing roles, why not watch something more exciting

en

tapped on his phone. The massive screen in front of them lit up, and the lights

adjusted her chair into

a few

controls, settling in comfortably.

up a

she popped it into her

contentment.