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

The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face.

"You hit me?"

Jolie blinked innocently at her. "Weren't you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now." "Jolie Quin!"

lan had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. "Apologize to her!"

Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. "Get lost."

She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave.

Before she could take a step, lan grabbed her arm roughly.

"Jolie, you're not leaving without apologizing! I don't think I've ever wronged you, have I? We used to get along just fine, didn't we?"

"Let go," Jolie said, her brows knitting in disgust. She hated being touched, especially by someone she considered beneath her.

lan tightened his grip, his hand digging into her arm hard enough to cause pain.

"Jolie, you will apologize to her, or-"

"Or what?"

cut through

arm. His expression darkened, the air around him heavy with an intimidating authority that made lan instinctively loosen his grip. "She

to being in control could exude, was enough to make lan take a

hated how much

flicked to Jolie, his tone softening

as though removing any trace of lan. "Just ran into a pair of

Jolie's hand in his, his grip firm yet

"You can't leave!"

commanding presence, snapped out of her daze. Her expression shifted to one of

so

IMS

pounded wildly as she took in his strong demeanor. It was

expression, she stepped

wavering slightly. "She hit me. She owes me

his gaze cold and

nervous and flattered at the same time. Under his icy stare, she felt a mix of fear and exhilaration.

sound firm but unable to hide

entirely, walking away