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 by that? Are you investigating

remaining wine in one motion. Then he set the glass

far afield when a perfectly good option is right

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

arched a brow, his tone laced with intrigue.

as if everything was playing out

washed over her again, making her stomach tighten

hated this about him—his ability to make everything feel like it was under his 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 little late, but

A rebellious phase.

No wonder she'd gone

you're

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

times are over,

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

lay everything out in the open. It was better to be direct than to keep playing this back-and-forth

"Does it bother you that I

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

as if her words

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

a word, Gavin suddenly grabbed her

"Don't speak too soon."