บททั้งหมดของ After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back: บทที่ 1051 - บทที่ 1060

Jolie frowned. "Mom, I told you, I’m not close to Mr. Cooper."Daisy replied, "Of course, you won’t be close to him if you don’t stay in touch with him. The more you connect, the closer you will be. Get in touch with Mr. Cooper soon and let us know once you’ve arranged everything. We’ll handle the time and place."After saying that, she didn’t bother to see Jolie’s reaction and went back to arranging flowers.Jolie felt a deep sense of helplessness. How could they think she was close enough to Gavin to casually invite him to dinner? They were so confident, weren’t they? Jolie got up and left. She had originally planned to meet some friends for a photoshoot today. As a freelance photography enthusiast, she enjoyed capturing moments outdoors, but now, she wasn’t in the mood. She wandered around on her own. At the entrance of a mall, she unexpectedly ran into Selena. Selena had come to pick up something she’d forgotten to buy while shopping with Aveline yesterday. Neither of

After the two little ones fell asleep, the nanny carried them back to their room. Aveline stood up and said, “I’ve been working on some sketches lately. You two chat. I just had a spark of inspiration and need to put it down before I lose it.” Selena immediately made a show of trying to stop her from leaving, but Aveline only smiled faintly, giving her a meaningful look as if to say, “Take care of Jolie.” Selena was left speechless.She suddenly regretted bringing Jolie here. What on earth had possessed her to do that? Was she out of her mind? Aveline had already gone upstairs, and now Selena couldn’t just get up and leave. Glancing at Jolie, she asked, “Want to watch TV?” Instead of answering, Jolie asked, “Why did you bring me here, Selena?” Selena fell silent. Her irritation spiked. Why did everything have to be spelled out? Why couldn’t people just let things be? With a grumble, she snapped, “You probably think I’ve lost my mind, don’t you?” Jolie chuckled sof

Jolie stared at Gavin in surprise. Under the flickering lights, his features were sharp and defined, his deep, dark eyes fixed on her without wavering. She had to take it herself? She thought she must’ve misheard him. But before she could process his words further, the sounds of her friends cheering in the background reached her ears. The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she took a step forward. “Thank you, Mr. Cooper.” Her slender, delicate fingers reached for the cool metal of his belt buckle. She fumbled, unfamiliar with how to undo it. After all, this wasn’t something she had experience with. The situation was undeniably awkward. The proximity between them was far too close. Gavin’s intense gaze bore into her, radiating an inexplicable pressure that made her palms sweat. Why was this thing so hard to figure out? Just as her frustration peaked, his fingers suddenly covered hers. Guiding her hand, he directed her to the right spot on the buckle and pressed g

Jolie jerked her hand back instinctively, but before she could fully retreat, her wrist was firmly caught in a hot, unyielding grip. Startled, she looked up and found Gavin awake, his dark, piercing gaze locked onto hers. She hadn’t even noticed when he’d opened his eyes, but now he was staring at her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. “Mr. Cooper, you’re awake?” Forcing a stiff smile, she tried to play it off casually, her tone light but betraying her unease. “What were you doing?” His voice was deep, steady, and laced with suspicion as his sharp eyes bore into her. “I saw you were asleep and thought I’d just let myself out to head home,” she explained quickly. “I didn’t mean to touch you. It was an accident. My apologies.” Her flustered tone melted into something more composed, her lips curling into a picture-perfect smile. The shift was almost seamless like a sly little fox slipping its mask back on. One moment she was frazzled; the next, she was polite and po

Jolie let out a startled gasp, her wide eyes meeting Gavin’s as her body stiffened. Perched awkwardly on his lap, she didn’t dare move. “But you took a shower, got so close to me, and then asked if I wanted to stay. If that’s not an invitation, then what is it?” His voice was low and deliberate as his strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, holding her firmly in place. His dark eyes locked onto hers, catching the panic flashing through them. Jolie’s breath hitched, her lips trembling slightly, as though even her soft, petal-like lips were reacting to his words. Her hands instinctively grabbed his arm, feeling the solid, defined muscles beneath her fingers—a testament to years of disciplined fitness. “Mr. Cooper, I…” she began, but before she could finish, his hand tipped her chin up, and his lips captured hers. Her eyes widened in shock, and she instinctively tried to pull away, but his grip was unrelenting. The kiss was searing, his breath hot and consuming as he domi