After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Jolie's feet slipped into the perfectly fitting slippers, and she slowly stepped further into the apartment.

This time, she took a moment to glance around. Though she didn't inspect it thoroughly, she quickly noticed that the color scheme matched the master bedroom she'd been in before. The entire apartment, like Gavin himself, felt cold and uninviting.

Standing behind her, Gavin watched her nervous and uncertain demeanor. A sudden thought crossed his mind-confessions were something he should handle.

She was still a young woman, and she'd already rejected him once. It made sense that she'd find it hard to gather the courage to bring it up again.

Jolie was in the middle of mentally preparing herself, trying to work up the nerve, when a shadow appeared in front of her.

"Jolie."

His deep, resonant voice sounded from above her, drawing her gaze upward.

Caught off guard, she found herself locking eyes with him.

Gavin's handsome, chiseled face held a serious, almost solemn expression, as though he was about to deliver the evening news.

thought I wouldn't feel this way about you anymore, but I was wrong. Those

widened

He... was confessing again?

she'd turned him down last time, he was

chest-complicated and unfamiliar, like

There wasn't the slightest hint

saying, "I've given it some thought. We do get along pretty well, and I think we could give it

calm and steady. He could sense her hesitation and was willing to listen to her concerns, even

and voiced her thoughts. "We could take it slow and see how things go. If we realize we're not right for each other, we can

agreed without

mentioning a breakup before they'd even

proceed. After a moment's hesitation, she extended her

her closer in one swift motion. His clean, cedar-like scent enveloped her, catching her off guard. Jolie let out a

lan?" he asked, his deep

being a