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

The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger.

Jolie's hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.

What... was that?

Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off.

The man outside was lan. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble-after all, they had already "broken up."

The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn't seen lan or his group.

He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?"

"Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends."

So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow.

Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind.

The food arrived quickly, and Jolie, excited as if presenting a treasure, slid the dishes toward him.

"Try it!" she said eagerly.

Gavin took a few bites and nodded. "It's good."

at her, he added, "I

surprised. "You can cook

he replied. "Such cuisine is relatively

of trying your cooking?" she asked,

gaze lingered on her.

enthusiastically, her eyes

slightly and said, "When you truly

a moment, Jolie froze, caught

private room grew heavy, almost

tightened her grip on her fork, completely unprepared for

topic slide. He pressed on, "You agreed to be with

me"

her lip. Once again, he had hit the

Jolie, since we're together now, I hope we can both approach this relationship

in

word hit

her utensils down, inwardly feeling

to respond. "Don't

worry. I'll take it

WContent

his fork again and returning

felt like she couldn't

restroom," she said abruptly, standing

room