Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 137: I’m Not Pretending To Be Pissed

While we ate, my mind kept replaying his calm demeanor during my questioning. Wasn't he even slightly curious about the strange things I'd been asking him? "I have a question for you," Ash said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I looked up at him, waiting for him to continue.

"That guy..." He paused briefly, as if choosing his words carefully. "Does he really look like me? So much so that you couldn't tell it wasn't me?"

I blinked twice, trying to process the question he had just asked. It took me a moment of staring at him in silence before I could respond.

"W-What?" I even stammered, my gaze locked on his.

At first glance, his face seemed neutral-neither smiling nor frowning-but when I looked closer, I saw sadness in his eyes.

I can't help it. Their resemblance was uncanny. Every detail, down to his physique and hairstyle, had been perfectly replicated.

The only thing the imposter hadn't captured was Ash's aura. Ash had an expensive, serious energy, not the dark, sinister vibe his copy radiated.

But was I right about this? How was it even possible?

"Never mind," Ash muttered abruptly, breaking my train of thought as he slammed his spoon and fork down on the table.

I flinched, startled, and turned to glare at him, only to find him glaring back even more intensely.

"You weren't even listening, Sapphire," he said coldly.

I looked away, my gaze falling to the floor.

He was right. I'd been lost in my thoughts, not paying attention to him despite his being right in front of me.

Ash had always been possessive, demanding my attention completely-just like before.

Wait. Why was I comparing everything to the past?

Just because something happened between us last night didn't mean anything would change. I knew Ash wasn't the type to shift his behavior because of a single night. I couldn't let my guard down. I couldn't afford to get hurt again. My focus had to stay on my children.

"D-Did you say something?" I asked hesitantly, finally meeting his gaze.

shook his head, his expression unreadable

have work. You'd better hurry," he said, his tone flat. "I'll

called someone to drive

me feeling bitter. It was as if what happened between us was a one-night stand, and the thought infuriated me

myself in work. I finished everything ahead of schedule and even looked for missions to occupy my mind, but nothing caught my interest.

or messaged since

angry with

he won't call, why

looked over at Evangeline, lounging on the couch in my office, her attention split between her

but she didn't even

Ash's call," I snapped, but she

her brow arched.

pursed my

and perched herself on my desk, her scars visible but healing.

swatted my arm, pretending her hand was light as a feather. "We didn't plan last night,

how crude her words were

teased, narrowing

grabbed it quickly, feeling my heart race when

composed, but

at the restaurant near your office at lunchtime," he said casually,

know I'm at

her brow at me in feigned innocence before returning to her

just a guess,"

my laptop. "What do you

out. I'll be waiting," he said before abruptly

my phone into my bag

meeting Ash downstairs," I told

if you two ended up at a hotel or your condo later," she teased. "Does

I cut her off, stomping my

innocent!" she retorted, gathering her own

amazed me,

at the scars on her arms, her

sure their eyes are the only part of them left unscarred," she growled. "And they can do my backlogs as punishment." "Right," I agreed