After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

The next day, Daisy came to visit Jolie. Noticing Jackie in the room, she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Jackie replied with a friendly tone, "I'm Miss Quin's caregiver. And you are?"

Daisy's expression shifted briefly before she responded, "You can leave now. There's nothing for you to do here."

Jackie grew wary and glanced at Jolie for guidance.

Jolie said calmly, "Jackie, I'd like some fruit."

Jackie immediately understood that Jolie was subtly asking her to step out.

"Alright," she nodded and left the room.

As soon as the door closed, Daisy turned to Jolie. "Jolie, did you look into that caregiver? What's her background? Is she reliable?"Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Jolie met her mother's gaze, her tone flat. "Sure. I'll investigate later."

Daisy hesitated for a moment as if she suddenly remembered something. "I'm sorry, Jolie. Yesterday I forgot about you. There was an issue at the company, and your father and I were tied up until late. Were you alright? You didn't go hungry, did you?" Jolie found it laughable.

Forgot? That was just an excuse.

It was nothing more than her father's attempt to make her bend to his will by withholding care.

"It's fine," Jolie replied evenly. "If you don't want to arrange a caregiver for me, I can find one myself."

For a moment, Daisy looked uncomfortable. The Quin family had always prided itself on how much they cherished their daughter, but this was a poor reflection of that claim.

The atmosphere in the room grew tense.

Jolie's back injury still hurt terribly, and when the doctor came to change her bandages, the pain was almost unbearable. After forcing down a few bites of breakfast earlier, she now felt pale and drained, with no energy to engage in conversation. She finally spoke, her voice faint. "Mom, if there's nothing else, you should go. I need some rest."

Daisy frowned. "I came to see you, and you're actually trying to send me away?"

Jolie, too exhausted to argue, said, "You don't have to leave if you don't want to, but I'm going to sleep."

With that, she closed her eyes.

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Daisy stood there speechless. She was annoyed but couldn't bring herself to express it as she looked at Jolie's pale, fragile face. After a moment of silence, she relented. "Fine, I won't bother you. Calme if you need anything."

With those words, she turned and left.

Jolie's lips curled into a silent, mocking smile.

For the next month, no one from the Quin family showed up. Jolie had expected this, so it didn't bother her in the slightest.

What surprised her was Selena's

regular visits. Every few days, Selena

would drop by. She didn't do much and just sat on the couch playing with her phone. Sometimes she came in the morning, other times in the afternoon, but she never stayed for meals.

By now, Jolie could sit up in bed, and the pain in her back had lessened. One day, unable to hold back her curiosity, she asked, "What are you doing here?"

Selena glanced at her and replied nonchalantly, "Just hanging out."

Jolie was speechless. Though exasperated, she found herself smiling more frequently.

The hospital room door opened, and Jackie walked in. Seeing Selena, she greeted her cheerfully. "Miss Quin, you're here! I bought some fresh oranges today. Let me peel them, and you two can share."

"Thanks, Jackie," Selena replied with a faint smile.

As Jackie began preparing the oranges, she asked casually, "You both have the last name Quin. Are you sisters? It's hard to keep track sometimes!" Jolie smiled and said, "You can call her Selena and call me Jolie."

Selena shot her a quick glance. "Jackie, just call me Selena."

Jackie chuckled. "You two remind me of my daughters. Always bickering, but in the end, neither can stay away from the other. It's really sweet."