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.

authority. "Jolie, stop acting like a child. Pull yourself together, clean up, and

she turned and walked

a moment before suddenly speaking. "Mom, do you

love 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

Daisy turned

Jolie repeated, her voice

father because he

me, hoping to reap that so-called good luck. Then, because they claimed

Smack!

speaking, the sharp sound of a slap echoed through the room. Her

red handprint quickly surfaced on her fair

livid, her

Quin, have you lost your mind? How dare you say such things to me? You question my love

stormed out

Jolie up. Like a lifeless

You'll stay

waiting for a response,

guiding her out