After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Selena continued her playful banter, even giving Lucas a pointed glare without missing a beat.

Aveline stifled a laugh, listening carefully to the story Selena was recounting. After a moment of thought, she asked, "So, you stayed downstairs that long because you were planning to help out?"

Selena's expression shifted to one of mild discomfort, her tone defensive. "I wasn't going to help. If she's getting pushed around, she deserves it!"

Her words didn't fool Aveline. She had known Selena for years and was well aware of her complex feelings toward the Quin family. While Selena often expressed her disdain for her parents, she had never spoken ill of Jolie.

It was clear to Aveline that Selena cared about her sister, even if she wouldn't admit it outright. But since Selena wasn't ready to talk about it, Aveline decided not to press the issue.

"Alright, let's eat. The food's here."

"Good idea."

...

Downstairs.

more relaxed. Once she had finished eating, she set down her utensils, smiled at Gavin, and said, "Thanks. This meal's on me." With

"Thank you, Miss Quin, but I've

surprised at how fast

nodded, not dwelling on it. "Got it. Thanks,

without any further exchange, not even sparing a glance at Gavin, as if the entire interaction had been nothing more than a casual

"Is there something going

figure

mouth with a

Jolie standing in the sunlight. Her fair skin. seemed to glow, and her pale yellow dress shimmered softly in the light. Her long hair,

looked ethereal, completely absorbed

delicately, and her

legs peeked from beneath her skirt, and Gavin's eyes lingered for a split second on her ankle before he quickly looked away. Quentin pulled the car around, and without another glance in

of Gavin through the half-open rear window-his sharp features and short, dark hair were unmistakable. His eyes were closed,