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

Jolie took a bite of the noodles and then looked over at Gavin.

"What is it?" Gavin asked in a calm tone, meeting her gaze.

Setting her utensils down, Jolie stared at him earnestly. "Tell me, how did you make this? Can you teach me?"

The same pasta, the same vegetables, the same seasoning-how could it taste so much better when he made it?

How on earth did he do it?

She was dying to know!

"No," Gavin replied bluntly.

Jolie's expression almost crumbled.

Grabbing his arm, she began to shake it lightly. "Come on, teach me! I'm willing to pay tuition. This is really so good! Teach me, won't you?"

She was trying to coax him.

Gavin glanced at her small hands resting on his arm.

In the past, she was always polite and reserved around him, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor. But now, she had dropped the mask, gradually revealing more of her genuine emotions in front of him. And this playful, coaxing behavior? That was something reserved for those she felt close to.

The fact that she was acting this way with him-didn't it mean she now considered him someone important?

mind raced with thoughts, but outwardly, he

"No," he repeated.

withdrawing her hands as she returned

don't teach me!" she muttered

Hmph!

calm voice, he said, "If you want to eat

him and focused

of pasta, she wiped her mouth clean, got up, and left without

quite the temper for such

wouldn't teach her and even had the nerve to say she could come to him if she wanted to eat again. Was

as she thought about it

Ahem...

a good

hadn't forgotten what Selena had told

still hadn't

She could

...

getting caught time and again. Each incident was

with her heart

days later, Gavin knocked on her

doorway, looking at him. "The

eyes locked onto hers. "Do you think

Jolie blinked. "Aren't you?"