After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 1105

Gavin pulled out a document and handed it to her.

Jolie glanced at it, her eyes widening in shock as she realized it was a detailed dossier on Ian.

Staring at Gavin in disbelief, she asked, "What… what is this supposed to mean?"

She didn’t even look at the contents again, her mind swirling with chaos.

"To show you the kind of person you’re so adamantly defending," Gavin said coolly, his expression steady.

Jolie’s grip on the bedsheet tightened as her thoughts spun out of control. She struggled to process what was happening.

"Why are you doing this?"

Their relationship was supposed to be simple—a transactional repayment of a favor. So why was he meddling in her life? Why investigate Ian? Why did he care so much about her relationship with Ian?

A flood of questions filled her mind, and though the answer seemed obvious, she couldn’t bring herself to believe it.

Gavin looked into her dark, clear eyes, finding something there he couldn’t quite decipher. It was rare for him to not understand someone’s emotions, and it unsettled him.

He frowned slightly. "What are you asking?"

"I…" Jolie opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words. She hesitated, a wave of embarrassment washing over her.

Pressing her lips together, she closed her eyes briefly, then decided to ask outright. "Gavin, are you doing all this because… you like me? Because you want to date me seriously?"

Her question hung in the air, plunging the room into silence.

Jolie’s lashes quivered with nervous tension, her breaths shallow as her heart pounded wildly. She couldn’t believe she’d just said that, yet now that it was out, all she could do was wait for his response.

Gavin’s sharp gaze remained fixed on her, his expression unreadable. Her direct question seemed to catch him off guard, as though it had unlocked a thought he hadn’t fully explored before.

He didn’t respond immediately, the weight of her words filling the space between them.

Jolie felt her chest tighten with every passing second. The quiet tension was unbearable, and her mind raced with what his answer might mean. Would he confirm her suspicion? Or would he dismiss her outright?

Finally, Gavin leaned back slightly in his chair, his lips curving into a faint, enigmatic smile. "And what if I am?" he said, his voice steady, yet carrying a depth she couldn’t quite grasp.

Her breath caught. For a moment, the world seemed to tilt, and she wasn’t sure how to respond.