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

Just as Jolie turned to leave, she caught sight of a man standing not far away. She froze for a moment.

Gavin?

What was he doing here?

Beside him stood a property manager, seemingly discussing something with him.

Jolie hesitated, debating whether to greet him. But before she could decide, Gavin's gaze shifted away, making the decision for her.

Alright. No need to say hello then.

She let her half-raised hand fall back to her side and headed toward the elevator. After stepping in, she pressed her floor's button. Just as the doors were about to close, a hand suddenly reached in, triggering the sensors. The doors slid open again, revealing Gavin's cool, unreadable gaze.

"Mr. Cooper. What a coincidence," Jolie said awkwardly, now left with no choice but to acknowledge him.

Gavin stepped inside without a word, turning his back to her as he pressed the button for the 22nd floor-one floor above hers.

Seriously?

He had a place here too? In the same building, no less?

words echoed in her mind, and

confessed to her before, and she'd turned him down. If she told him now that

a tinge

it alone earlier, the space had felt fine. But

just the air conditioning, she thought, trying to shrug off

"Ding!"

arrived at her floor. Jolie started to step out, but just as she passed him, a hand suddenly

her tracks, startled, and turned to meet Gavin's

look at Gavin. "Mr. Cooper, is there something you

onto hers, his grip on

month since they last saw each other. She looked

fine. The

surged to the

her

low and controlled, though the tension in his tone was unmistakable. "What?" Jolie blinked

he talking

closer, closing

elevator doors shut

space.

tried to step back, his grip tightened, pulling