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

Chapter 1096

She almost wished the rumors about Gavin were true.

Dolly piped up, "How about I stay over tonight? Living by myself is so boring."

Jolie shook her head. "That might not work. My mom could show up later."

"What?" Dolly groaned, dragging out the word as she slumped dramatically against Jolie. "Then let me hug you for a little while longer. I won't get the chance once she's here!"

Jolie chuckled softly, but her thoughts began to drift. Those rumors... she'd never heard them before.

She had always been the obedient daughter of the Quin family. During her school years, her focus had been entirely on academics. Now, with more free time after graduation, she occasionally heard about society gossip through Dolly.

Her gaze turned toward the window. Her life really did feel like that of a meticulously kept songbird in a gilded cage. Before marriage, she was expected to bring benefits to her family. After marriage, she'd be expected to be the perfect wife and mother. As the night deepened, the cruise ship sailed steadily across the calm sea. Dolly lingered for a while longer before finally leaving.

Jolie sat at her vanity, carefully removing her makeup, when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, and her brows furrowed immediately.

It was a message from Gavin. He'd sent a room number.

told her to go to his

The third time.

she didn't want

pretended not to see it. After

off, a sudden knock at

she hesitated for a moment before getting up to open it. Standing in the doorway

eyes widened slightly. "What

His tall figure moved forward, prompting Jolie to instinctively step back.

to

didn't?" Gavin said as

at his tie with one hand, his movements were slow and deliberate, but there was an unmistakable air of danger in them that sent a

stepped back, swallowing nervously. "I got caught up entertaining guests

advancing step by step. His chiseled face betrayed no

now. "Gavin, I didn't go because I didn't want to. You're a smart

I called?" he asked, his voice calm yet filled with quiet dominance as he continued to close the distance

again,

the couch. Her knees buckled, and she sank onto it, forced to tilt her head back to meet his gaze. "Can't you wait until tomorrow night?"

"No."