After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Daisy's stance was unyielding, leaving Jolie no room to argue. She took her straight back to the Quin family home and even confiscated her phone. Meanwhile, just half an hour after they left, Selena arrived at the hospital. Noticing the empty room, she froze for a moment before grabbing a nearby nurse. "Excuse me, where is the patient from this room?" Selena asked.

The nurse replied, "She's been discharged."

"Discharged?" Selena was stunned. "So soon?"

It wasn't surprising that Jolie was ready to be discharged, but Selena couldn't believe she'd leave without saying a word. She pressed on, "Did she leave on her own?"

The nurse shook her head. "No, her mother came to take her."

Selena nodded slowly, her expression darkening. So that was it.

Anger flickered in Selena's chest. Jolie had been severely injured, and Daisy hadn't bothered to visit her in an entire month. Yet, the moment it was time for her to leave, Daisy suddenly showed up.

For the longest time, Selena had assumed Jolie was the favored one, the daughter cherished and protected by her parents. She thought Daisy would be heartbroken over Jolie's injuries. But now, she realized she had been completely wrong. No wonder Jolie always seemed unhappy.

Standing in the hallway, Selena frowned deeply, lost in thought. Was there more to this family dynamic than she understood?

Back at the Quin family home, Jolie had been trying to get her phone back, but Daisy refused every time.

"I'm going abroad," Jolie argued. "At least let me inform my friends."

"There's no need," Daisy replied coolly. "Your so-called friends are of no help to you. In fact, they might even lead you astray. It's better if you cut ties with them altogether."

Jolie's frustration boiled over. "Mom, what exactly do you take me for?"

Daisy frowned. "You're my daughter, of course. What else would I take you for?"NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Then why don't you treat me like an adult?" Jolie shot back. "I'm grown up now, yet you've taken my phone and meddled in my relationships. Don't you think you've gone too far?”

Daisy's expression hardened. "Everythingm doing is for your own good. You're young and naive, unable to see how dangerous people can be I'm only trying to protect you from getting hurt in the future. Why can't you understand that?

Jolie felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation pressing in from all sides. She struggled to breathe, her gaze turning cold and unfamiliar as she looked at Daisy.

It dawned on her that she might have never truly known this woman who was supposed to be her mother.

Without saying a word, Jolie turned and headed upstairs.

Daisy didn't stop her. She didn't need to. She was confident that Jolie had no way to rebel and would ultimately fall in line.

In her room, Jolie stood in the middle of the lavish, cozy space. A bitter smile crept onto her face.

Look at this.

This place was nothing more than an ornate birdcage.

And she was the bird, her wings chained, doomed never to fly.

As evening fell, Terence returned home. Daisy instructed a servant to call Jolie downstairs.

When Jolie entered the dining room, her face was void of emotion. She saw her parents already seated at the table.

Terence glanced at her and asked, "How's your recovery?"

"It still hurts," Jolie replied flatly.

Terence's expression darkened as

he let out a cold snort. "If it didn't

hurt, would you learn your lesson? I heard from your mother that you don't want to go abroad?"

Jolie met his gaze. "Does it matter if I don't want to go?"

"It does," Terence said with a nod.

Jolie's expression didn't change. She knew there was a catch. There always was.

Sure enough, Terence added, "If you break up with lan Wheeler and start seeing Gavin Cooper, you won't have to go."