After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Inside the bathroom, there was still no response.

Daisy's expression darkened. She quickly pushed the door open and was greeted by the sight of Jolie sitting on the closed toilet lid. She hadn't cleaned herself up at all, still looking as disheveled as when she'd just woken up.

When she noticed Daisy enter, Jolie even curved her lips into a faint, mocking smile. Her eyes sparkled with blatant defiance.

"You!"

Daisy's face turned stormy at the sight.

She marched in, glaring down at Jolie. "What do you think you're doing?"

Jolie met her gaze and replied calmly, "Rebelling. Can't you tell?"

The words tasted bitterly ironic as they left her mouth.

She couldn't bring herself to do anything truly harmful to the Quin family, but all she could manage was small, petty acts of defiance like this-pointless provocations. It was ridiculous. Maddening.

And deep down, she hated how powerless she was to change anything.

gaze hardened, taking on an air of authority. "Jolie, stop acting like a child. Pull

turned and

retreating figure for a moment before suddenly

you," Daisy replied immediately. "From the moment you were born, you've been the one I cherished the most. You should know how much I adore you. I even overlooked your

you say?" Daisy turned back,

repeated, her voice steady but full of

bring you power and money. You loved my father because he could run

so-called good luck. Then, because they claimed my sister's destiny was cursed and would bring misfortune, you avoided her completely. All these years, you've barely even looked her in

Smack!

through the room. Her words were cut off, her head snapping

handprint quickly surfaced

her face

"Jolie Quin, have you lost your mind? How dare you say such things to me? You question my love for you? It seems I've

stormed out

later, a few housemaids entered the room and began tidying Jolie up. Like a

Quin estate with me. You'll stay there and reflect

waiting for a response, she

maids flanked Jolie, guiding