After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Jolie froze in place, standing on the second floor with her hands gripping the stair railing, her fingers tightening slightly.

The man downstairs seemed to sense her gaze and looked up.

Startled, Jolie instinctively turned her head away. However, there was nowhere to hide on the second floor, making her attempt to avoid him somewhat comical. "What are you hiding from?"

The man's deep, magnetic voice rose from downstairs, his tone casual but carrying a faint sharpness that echoed in her ears.

Jolie pressed her lips together, taking a deep breath before forcing a smile onto her face. She turned around and said, "Mr. Cooper, you must be joking. Why would I be hiding? I just remembered I left something in my room. I'll go get it." Without waiting for a reply, she spun on her heel and headed back to her room.

She had decided to stay locked inside until he left. Surely, he wouldn't stick around forever.

But what puzzled her even more was why he was here in the first place.

Was he here to see Selena?

The thought of him liking her sister made her expression darken.

with a man who had feelings for her

hurry up and use the remaining nine requests, ending this maddeningly complicated relationship as

staying in her room for a while, Jolie glanced at the time. It was nearly

Knock, knock!

then, a knock came at her

"Who is it?"

walked toward the door. Opening it, she found herself meeting

aura. His dark eyes, as deep and piercing as obsidian, locked onto her face with

"Mr. Cooper?"

tightened her grip on the doorknob, her heart tensing with unease. Why had he come upstairs

he deliberately

How utterly childish.

didn't want anything to do

In a calm and indifferent tone, he said, "Dinner's ready." Hearing that, Jolie felt a wave of relief. So, he was just here to let her know

and nodded. "Got it.