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."

he added, "I can

surprised. "You can

"Such cuisine is relatively

do I get the honor of trying your cooking?" she asked,

gaze lingered on her. "You want

nodded enthusiastically, her eyes

Gavin leaned back slightly and said, "When

Jolie froze,

the private room grew heavy, almost

fork, completely unprepared

no intention of letting the topic slide. He pressed on, "You agreed to be with me, but I'm certain you had your own

me"

lip. Once again, he had hit the mark, exposing the thoughts

we can both approach this relationship seriously. Let's not treat it like

sat in silence,

Every word

set her utensils down, inwardly feeling but

to respond. "Don't

worry. I'll take it

WContent

his fork again and

however, felt like

restroom," she

The room felt too