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

Jolie smiled lightly and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll head back now. Goodbye, Mr. Cooper."

She turned toward the door, but the sound of steady footsteps followed her. He was coming after her. Frowning slightly, she turned back to face him. "What's this about, Mr. Cooper?"

Gavin met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "I haven't had dinner yet."

"Then go eat," Jolie replied flatly.

He countered calmly, "I hired Jackie for you."

Jolie froze.

Was he seriously trying to claim credit?

Unbelievable. How petty could this man get?

Pulling out her phone, she said, "Tell me how much it cost, and I'll transfer the money to you."

Gavin shook his head. "Just make me a plate of pasta. Consider it payment."

Jolie eyed him suspiciously. "That's it? Just a plate of pasta?"

"Yes," Gavin confirmed.

Still unsure, Jolie studied him for a moment, then turned and unlocked her door. She stepped inside, tossing a pair of disposable slippers at his feet.

His expression cooled slightly as

a dark edge to his mood. He suppressed the

didn't take long to notice the absence of

They weren't living together.

eased, and his expression

some pasta and asked, "Do you want vegetables in

"Sure," he replied simply.

a seat. I'll call you when it's ready," Jolie said as she

"Alright."

low hum, shrugging off his suit jacket and tossing it over the armrest of the couch. He loosened his tie, sank into the sofa, and leaned back, closing his

in no time. Jolie tidied up the dining table first before heading to

"Mr. Cooper?"

out, but there was

him leaning back with his eyes closed, exhaustion

Seriously?

fallen asleep just

here. The sooner he ate

gave him a gentle nudge. "Mr. Cooper, the pasta

Still no response.

she

just then, his hand shot up, grabbing her wrist. Before she could react, a sudden force pulled her forward, and she landed against him, sprawled across his