After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"Scoundrel..." she thought.

This man was utterly despicable.

Jolie passed out, and before her consciousness faded completely, she bit him out of sheer frustration. But with no strength left, the effort was more symbolic than effective.

...

The next morning.

The motorized curtains slid open automatically, and sunlight poured into the room, bright and unrelenting. Jolie stirred as the light hit her face, groaning softly before lifting an arm to shield her eyes. She slowly forced them open. This wasn't the private suite from last night.

The bedroom was large, its minimalist design starkly cold in shades of black, white, and gray.

She immediately knew where she was.

Only he would decorate a house in such lifeless, joyless tones.

Turning over, she let out an involuntary whimper. Her back ached, her legs were sore, and every movement sent tremors through the muscles of her thighs.

She bit her lip, her frustration mounting as tears pricked the corners of her eyes from the pain.

Just then, Gavin walked in.

He stopped at the sight of her her fair skin wrapped in his deep-gray comforter, her arms exposed, and faint marks trailing over her shoulders. She was struggling to sit up, the delicate tear stains at the edges of her eyes stirring something deep within him. Suppressing his thoughts, he asked calmly, "Do you need a massage?"

snapped, gritting her teeth as she refused to

of the bed and tried to stand, but the moment her feet touched the

couldn't even take

furious glare the very picture of indignation

onto the

she declared,

a low, muted chuckle. Startled, she threw the blanket off and stared at him, wide-eyed. "You... you

the moment she'd met him, she'd never seen him

didn't like to laugh by

still curved slightly as he replied, "Why wouldn't

you're just pretending

he usually carried such a stern, unapproachable air, making

closer,

attend soon. If you need anything call me if you're hungry, get up and eat. There's food in the

tone was casual as he

the bed beside

gasped, jerking her head to the side. His lips brushed

doing?!" she

with this

relationship wasn't anywhere near intimate enough for him to kiss her

repaying

was cleared, they would