After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Jolie's entire body trembled as she listened to Daisy's words.

So, the punishment wasn't over.

They were trying to slowly break her spirit, forcing her to bow her head and yield to their will again.

Clenching the phone tightly in her hand, Jolie felt a surge of cold fury rise within her.

Daisy seemed to sense her daughter's emotional shift and softened her tone, letting out a small laugh.

"Jolie, you've always been such a good, obedient child. If you admit your mistake and behave, we'll let this go. Then you can come back home. Of course, if you want to stay abroad and enjoy yourself for a while, that's fine too. We'll reinstate your accounts." A slap on one cheek, and now they were dangling a sweet reward in front of her.

But whether she got that reward depended entirely on them and her obedience.

Ha!

Jolie let out a bitter laugh in her heart, one that quickly turned into self-mockery. Taking a deep breath, she said evenly, "Alright, I'll think about it."

Then, without waiting for a reply, she hung up the phone.

The next moment, she hurled the phone to the floor with all her strength and collapsed onto the ground herself, staring blankly ahead, her eyes devoid of focus. Gavin watched her silently. His brow furrowed as he knelt down on one knee in front of her. Her pale face and hollow expression pierced something deep inside him.

In a low voice, he said, "Now do you understand? Everything you're doing is meaningless."

replied, "I just need some time

her emotions, but instead of leaving, he said, "How about

eyes, her exhaustion palpable.

look at him. His gaze locked on her lifeless eyes, and his breath caught for a moment. Then he said softly, "You'll think it through properly, won't you?"

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up, and walked straight into her bedroom

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tears slipped down her cheeks, slow and