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After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Chapter 1055
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Chapter 1055 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 gently. With a soft click, the belt released.

But Gavin didn't let go of her hand. Instead, he held it firmly, moving it to grasp the top of the belt, then helped her slide it out inch by inch.

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The entire process felt excruciatingly slow.

The space between them seemed to shrink even more, their breaths mingling in the dim light. His unwavering gaze remained locked on her face, and his warm hand never left hers. Jolie's breathing becunsteady. Her lashes trembled, and her fingers curled slightly under his touch. She glanced up at him, her heart pounding chaotically in her chest. Before she could say anything, his phone rang, breaking the tension. Holding his phone in his other hand, Gavin answered, his voice steady and low. "Yes?" Yet his eyes stayed on her.

"Alright. I'll be there shortly." With that, he ended the call and finally released her hand.

"Keep it safe for me. I'll cback for it," he said, his voice deep and resonant.

Then, without waiting for a response, he brushed past her and headed upstairs toward one of the private rooms.

It felt like a gust of wind had swept through, disrupting the calm surface of Jolie's heart, leaving ripples in its wake.

She tightened her grip on the belt, lowering her gaze as she tried to steady her breath.

Her heartbeat was completely out of rhythm.

Jolie, what are you standing there for?" A friend cover, giving her a light pat on the shoulder, snapping her back to reality.

Jolie blinked, shaking off her daze.

"Nothing," she said casually before turning to walk back.

Her friend trailed behind, her tone teasing and full of curiosity. "Wow, you nailed it! I saw everything. That guy is a total catch-broad shoulders, long legs, the whole package. He even looked a little familiar, but I can't quite place where I've seen him before." She continued musing aloud, trying to recall the man's face.

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Jolie, now seated on the couch, held up the belt and announced with a playful smile, "Done. Your turn." The smile she wore was dazzling yet laced with mischief, the kind that warned she was ready to dominate the game.

The party carried on until the early hours of the morning.

Jolie had a few drinks, her cheeks glowing with a faint blush that only accentuated her allure. Her entire demeanor was intoxicating-her hazy, smiling eyes held a magnetic charm that made anyone near her feet weak in the knees.

A friend slung an arm around her shoulder. "How are your getting m home? Wantto have someone ET: drive you?"

Several people immediately perked up at the suggestion. After all, Jolie was stunning, and many were eager for the chance to get closer to her, hoping for something more. Jolie shook her head, a hint of a tipsy giggle escaping her lips. "I've already called a ride," she said, letting out a soft hiccup.

"Alright, then. We'll leave you to it," her friend said, letting go other and v.e heading to their own car. One by one, the group began to disperse. Before long, Jolie was left standing alone under the dim glow of the streetlights, the city's distant hum wrapping around her in he quiet night.