After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The reason it wasn't the same was simple-her plan would fall apart if she got caught.

Of course, that wasn't something she could admit.

Jolie simply said, "I just don't want any unnecessary complications. Since you've already arranged the flight, let's just leave directly."

Gavin's dark eyes fixed on her for a moment, but he didn't press the issue.

It was clear she didn't want to talk about it any further, so he let it drop.

When the elevator doors opened, the two of them walked out together. A car was already waiting at the entrance. Gavin, ever the gentleman, opened the door for her. The car pulled away from Cooper Enterprises, and Gavin asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Jolie, busy typing on her phone, replied, "I know a good restaurant."

It was a cozy place she loved, one she often visited with her friends.

"Alright," Gavin replied, pulling out his phone to respond to some emails. With his work condensed into such a tight schedule, he seized every spare moment to handle it.

Jolie put her phone away and glanced at him. He was focused on his screen, his expression calm and composed, with an air of restraint.

His sharp features and well-defined profile were strikingly handsome, but the cold aura he exuded often kept people at a distance.

as bad as he

him, she found herself

to see how long she'd keep looking. To his surprise, she stared at him

his eyes to meet hers. His gaze locked with her eyes, full of clarity

like my

"Huh?"

at him the whole time, a faint

it weren't attached to him, she might have actually found

deepened, and out of the blue, he asked, "Jolie, why did you suddenly agree

question caught her

froze for a

she simply wanted

Probably not.

she chose her words carefully. "Well,

out loud. It wasn't something she could

A good match?

In what way?

found himself seriously considering her words. By all

passionate about photography, with a vibrant and