After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Jolie tried her best to control her emotions, but her voice trembled despite her efforts. She couldn't believe it.

She had always known that, to the Quin family, she was a pawn they could use to trade for benefits whenever necessary. Yet, she had clung to the belief that at least she had her freedom. Now, she realized she was under their watch every second of the day. The thought of Selena's resentment toward their parents' favoritism and envy of their so-called love struck her as utterly absurd.

If she could choose, she'd trade the so-called love and favoritism all away. She didn't want any of it.

"Jolie Quin!" Daisy's tone turned uncharacteristically stern.

"Do you have any idea what you're saying? Everything I do is for your safety. How could I possibly be at ease with you living alone? You're the daughter I've cherished and protected all these years.

"Don't change the subject. I'm asking you, when did you and Mr. Cooper start seeing each other? If you're dating, bring him home to meet the family!"

"That's impossible!"

Jolie's emotions erupted, and her composure completely shattered.

Gripping her phone tightly, she shouted, "I will never give you what you want! I won't be with Gavin Cooper, and I won't ever see him again!"

With that, she ended the call, her chest heaving with anger and grief. Tears began streaming down her face, hot and uncontrollable. She felt suffocated, furious, and heartbroken all at once.

How absurd.

failed to be parents. Children who couldn't be children.

never imagined Daisy would show up at her apartment. When she opened the door and saw Daisy, dressed impeccably in her

you

was hoarse

over her disheveled appearance-messy hair, swollen eyes, and a crumpled nightgown. Her brows furrowed deeply as she

of the Quin family, a socialite of Larbor City. This sloppy

toward the bedroom, her hands

yourself up, then come out and

say a word. By the time Jolie

tight fists at her sides, Jolie

a slow tour of the room, her sharp eyes scanning everything. She lingered on the bed and even glanced into the trash

the people she had arranged. They wouldn't have made a mistake-the man who had come home with

mention, their relationship

a strategic marriage that could bring greater benefits to the Quin family. But she had never

prominent families. Their standards for a daughter-in-law would undoubtedly be sky high, and in their eyes, the Quin family