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?

with thoughts, but

"No," he repeated.

hands as she returned to

me!" she muttered to herself. "Stingy

Hmph!

watched her puffed-up cheeks with an amused look. In a calm voice, he said,

focused on

of pasta, she wiped her mouth clean, got up,

raised an eyebrow slightly. She had quite the temper for

the nerve to say she could come to

thought about it more,

Ahem...

good excuse

forgotten what Selena had told

she still hadn't figured

She could take her time

...

the imposter overseas had narrowly avoided getting caught time and again. Each incident

with her heart pounding

Gavin knocked on her

looking at him. "The

dark eyes locked onto hers. "Do you think I'm here just for

Jolie blinked. "Aren't you?"