After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 1142

The person in the hallway glanced at her briefly but quickly looked away, as though she were a stranger.

Jolie’s hand, lifted halfway to wave, stalled in mid-air.

What... was that?

Gavin noticed her reaction and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing," Jolie replied, shaking her head and brushing it off.

The man outside was Ian. Pretending not to know her was probably his way of avoiding unnecessary trouble—after all, they had already "broken up."

The door to their private room shut completely, and Gavin hadn’t seen Ian or his group.

He turned back to her and asked, "Do you come here often?"

"Yeah," Jolie nodded. "I come here a lot with friends."

So, this was one of her favorite hidden gems. The fact that she was willing to share it with him felt significant somehow.

Gavin caught himself lingering on that thought and was momentarily taken aback by his own reaction. He kept his expression neutral, not letting on what had crossed his mind.

The food arrived quickly, and Jolie, excited as if presenting a treasure, slid the dishes toward him.

"Try it!" she said eagerly.

Gavin took a few bites and nodded. "It’s good."

Looking at her, he added, "I can make this."

Jolie blinked, surprised. "You can cook that?"

"Yes," he replied. "Such cuisine is relatively simple."

"When do I get the honor of trying your cooking?" she asked, curious.

Gavin’s gaze lingered on her. "You want to?"

Jolie nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling.

But Gavin leaned back slightly and said, "When you truly like me."

For a moment, Jolie froze, caught completely off guard.

The atmosphere in the private room grew heavy, almost suffocating.

Jolie tightened her grip on her fork, completely unprepared for his sudden comment.

"Are you Jolie Quin?"

The sudden voice startled her. She turned to see a girl with delicate, sweet features standing behind her.

But her gaze was cold, and hostility radiated from her.

There was no mistaking it—this girl was here with an agenda.

Jolie was certain she didn’t know this girl.

"And you are?" she asked, turning fully to face her.

The girl’s hands were clenched into fists as she stared at Jolie, her gaze unwavering. After a moment, her eyes turned red, and to Jolie’s shock, tears began streaming down her face in big, heavy drops.

"You..." Jolie was completely taken aback.

What on earth was going on?

Why was she crying out of nowhere?

Before she could react further, the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, clutching the hem of Jolie’s dress.

"Please," the girl begged, her voice trembling. "Don’t take Ian from me. I love him so much."