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.

the door. His expression cooled slightly as

thought alone sparked a dark edge to his mood. He suppressed the

to notice the absence of anything that might belong

They weren't living together.

in his chest eased, and

his inner turmoil, Jolie pulled out some pasta and asked, "Do

"Sure," he replied simply.

call you when it's ready," Jolie said as she

"Alright."

the armrest of the couch. He loosened his tie, sank into the sofa, and

was ready in no time. Jolie tidied up the dining table

"Mr. Cooper?"

called out, but

back with his eyes closed, exhaustion etched into his

Seriously?

asleep

let him nap here. The sooner he

reached out and gave him a gentle nudge. "Mr.

Still no response.

she pushed

could react, a sudden force pulled her forward, and she landed