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

Why was he wasting time with all these talks? Wouldn't it be better to get straight to the point?

Gavin easily read the impatience in her eyes.

He remained silent for a moment before shifting his gaze away from her.

Jolie frowned, confused by his reaction. What was he thinking?

After a long pause, Gavin stood and walked toward the door. Jolie followed him out of the theater room.

The living room lights were bright, casting a warm glow over the space.

Gavin, now wearing a gray robe, his broad shoulders, and long legs effortlessly exuding authority, strode toward the liquor cabinet.

He opened the glass doors, pulled out a bottle, and poured himself a small glass of wine. Taking a slow sip, he leaned against the counter with an air of ease.

Jolie didn't push him further. She had come to understand he operated on his own terms and at his own pace.

"Miss Quin, what's on your mind?" he asked suddenly.

"Excuse me?" Jolie blinked, startled by the unexpected question. "What do you mean?"

His sudden inquiry threw her off, leaving her uncertain of his intentions.

Holding the glass in one hand, Gavin leaned against the bar, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Are you planning to marry lan Moore?"

together. "Mr. Cooper, what do you mean

one motion. Then he set the glass aside and

to arrange a marriage, why look so far afield when a perfectly good

her ground, meeting his gaze steadily. "Because I don't like what's in front of

Gavin arched a brow, his tone laced with intrigue. "But

as if everything was playing out exactly as

over her again, making her stomach tighten in

control. She worked hard to suppress her frustration and said, "Mr. Cooper, just because my family approves doesn't mean I do. Besides, my rebellious phase might be a

A rebellious phase.

No wonder she'd gone to meet lan-it was all part of

What you're doing

colder. "Mr. Cooper, whatever is going on between us

are over, I don't

do with you. Since you like my sister, why don't you focus on her and

the open. It was better to be direct than to

calm as he asked, "Does it bother you that I liked

frowned immediately. "Why would I care? I don't give a damn

if her words didn't affect

continued, "Mr. Cooper, there's no point in having this conversation. We

suddenly grabbed her hand and

"Don't speak too soon."