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

Upon hearing this, Jolie looked at him. "Can I refuse you?"

"Of course you can," Gavin replied without hesitation.

Jolie eyed him skeptically, finding it hard to believe he would give in so easily.

Gavin figured that even if she refused, there were still six obligations left to fulfill. Once those were over, their ties would be completely severed. He was confident that by then, she wouldn't occupy any more of his thoughts. In his life, emotions had never been a priority. Career and power were always paramount. He had set his goals clearly from a young age.

So even though he now realized he liked Jolie, he wouldn't do anything irrational for the sake of feelings. That wasn't who he was.

Jolie's eyes gradually brightened. She had assumed he was the kind of person who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted, resorting to forceful tactics if she disagreed. His rationality made things much simpler! "Mr. Cooper, I'm sorry," Jolie said after deliberating for a moment. "We're not very compatible."

"Alright."

The rejection was evident.

Gavin's expression remained neutral as he replied calmly, "There are still six obligations left. Don't forget them."

With that, he got up and left the hospital room.

Silence enveloped the room. Jolie let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that after six more encounters, they would have no connection at all. That was ideal.

Her gaze fell on the documents in front of her. Reaching out, she flipped through them. Gavin had conducted a thorough investigation, covering everything from lan's birth to events from his childhood. Every detail was meticulously documented. Jolie's lips twitched slightly.

man... she really didn't know how

lan went abroad, he met a girl who was

lan had never introduced her to his family. Even now, they were still together. In fact, right after attending her birthday banquet, lan had gone

Tsk, tsk...

was far too

man have OCD or

finishing all the documents, Jolie felt no waves of emotion. After all, she

tore the documents into

threw them into

a pang of hunger,

all alone in

couldn't move on her

faded, replaced by a deep sense of

the door to the room

recognize entering. The stranger was dressed in a caregiver's

hello. I'm

Here's your dinner. Would you like to

spoke with

kind demeanor radiating an

Jolie nodded. "Alright."

she asked, "Where