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.

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

would make Daisy drop the idea. She never imagined Daisy would show up at her apartment. When she opened the door

you doing

was hoarse

disheveled appearance-messy hair, swollen eyes, and a crumpled nightgown. Her brows furrowed deeply as she stepped inside and shut the

you're doing? You're the heiress of the Quin family,

bedroom, her hands

come out

say a word. By the time

into tight fists at her sides, Jolie

of the room, her sharp eyes scanning everything. She lingered on the bed and even glanced into the trash can beside it. Finding nothing suspicious, her brows

have made a mistake-the man who had come home with Jolie last

mention, their

always envisioned grooming Jolie to be elegant and refined, preparing her for a strategic marriage that could bring greater benefits to the Quin family. But she had never considered the

Larbor City's most prominent families. Their standards for a daughter-in-law would undoubtedly