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.

air of authority. "Jolie, stop acting like a child. Pull yourself together, clean up, and come out. I have questions

turned and

moment before

course I 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 even overlooked your sister for your sake." Jolie shook her head slowly. "No,

Daisy turned back,

Jolie repeated, her voice steady

my father because he

blessed, you doted on me, hoping to reap that so-called good luck. Then, because they claimed my sister's destiny was cursed and

Smack!

echoed through the room. Her words were

vivid red handprint quickly

livid, her face

pointed a trembling finger at Jolie. "Jolie Quin, have you lost your mind? How dare you say such things to me? You

stormed out

housemaids entered the room and began tidying Jolie up. Like a lifeless doll, Jolie

Quin estate with me. You'll stay there and reflect on your actions. Think

response,

guiding