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

Chapter 1092

lan spoke up, his tone calm and polite. "I met Jolie half a month ago. It was love at first sight for me. After spending some time together, I grew quite fond of her, and we decided to be together. I apologize for not informing you sooner, Mr. and Mrs. Quin. That was my oversight." Jolie playfully blinked at her parents and added, "Mom, Dad, I just wanted to surprise you."

Surprise? This was clearly a shock!

However, with lan standing there, Terence and Daisy couldn't say much. They forced polite smiles and nodded.

"Alright, as long as you're both happy. Go on and enjoy yourselves for now," Daisy said with a strained smile.

Jolie looped her arm through lan's and led him a short distance away.

"Phew..." Jolie exhaled deeply, glancing at lan as she blinked mischievously. "Well, I'd say I've made it halfway through with my family."

lan raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Why only halfway?"

Jolie sighed. "To be honest, my parents will never agree to us being together. They'll find ways to make us break up."

lan studied her intently for a moment before asking, "Because the Quin family is looking for a better match?"

Jolie handed him a glass of champagne and replied with a wry smile, "People always aim for the top, just like rivers naturally flow downhill."

a more influential heiress to

the champagne, clinking his glass with hers. "Then

nodded resolutely. "I won't

let their

of it was impossible to ignore, its presence

Jolie approached the towering cake, holding the knife as she prepared to cut it. lan stood right by her side, and the first slice of cake she cut was handed

with a smile and then presented her with a

"Thank you."

eye contact lingering just a second too long, making it seem to the onlookers like a tenden

Miss

of the Moore family. He just returned from studying overseas."

rippled through the

the cake, personally handing out pieces to the guests. Only after ensuring everyone had a slice did she take a smal piece for herself and head to

would be a fireworks display over the sea. Terence and Daisy had spared no

pitch-black sea, its vastness like an endless abyss, as if it could pull her in at

when the mass

ship suddenly rocked. The

cruise