After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The night breeze carried a faint chill, prompting Jolie to rub her arms as she glanced at the app to check on her ride. She had indulged in a few drinks tonight. Otherwise, she would have driven herself home.

Just then, a sleek black SUV pulled up in front of her. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a chiseled, serious face. ""Mr. Cooper," Jolie greeted with a polite smile when she saw him.

Gavin rested one hand casually on the steering wheel, his deep gaze briefly sweeping over her. "Get in."

What?

Was he offering to give her a ride?

Jolie hesitated, instinctively shaking her head. "There's no need, Mr. Cooper. I've already called a car."

Gavin's voice was calm but firm. "You still haven't returned my belt."

Oh. Right.

Jolie quickly fished the belt out of her bag, the black leather contrasting starkly against her fair hands. The striking visual caught Gavin's attention, and his gaze lingered on her fingers-slender and delicate, so pale they seemed almost fragile as if they might snap with the slightest pressure. His eyes drifted back to her face.

a fleeting moment, a shadow of another figure-Selena-seemed to overlap with hers. But the vision disappeared as quickly as

low voice, his tone leaving no room for argument. He turned his gaze

he was thinking or why he insisted she get in the

he see she was trying to keep her

front of the vehicle, she opened the passenger door

seated, she handed the belt over with a polite smile. "Thank

and casually tossed it onto the back seat before locking

"Where to?" he asked.

this point, refusing again would seem unnecessarily pretentious. Resigning herself, she gave

started, smoothly merging into the quiet night. Jolie turned her head to gaze out the window. Her cheeks still carried a faint

body, and before long, her eyelids grew heavy, and she

of rain woke her. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking at the droplets streaking down the window, blurring the view

quickly turned to

his chair, his eyes closed, completely still. The car's interior was

and a nose that cast a defined shadow in the dim light. His lips were faintly pressed together, and his prominent Adam's apple added a rugged touch

surfaced in Jolie's mind, a recollection of the