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.

head, his expression unreadable as

hurry," he said, his tone flat. "I'll

to help, but he immediately refused. Instead, he walked me outside, called someone to drive my car, and sent me

happened between us

myself in work. I finished everything ahead of schedule and even looked for missions to occupy my mind,

or messaged

with

he won't call, why don't

over at Evangeline, lounging on the couch in my office, her

at her, but she

for Ash's call,"

her brow arched.

pursed my lips.

her scars visible but healing. "Admit it-you want another round, don't

her hand was light as a

couldn't believe how crude her words were

she teased,

quickly, feeling my heart

tried to sound composed, but my

me at the restaurant near your office at lunchtime,"

you know I'm at

glanced at Evangeline, suspecting she'd told him, but she raised her

a

I muttered, closing my laptop. "What

I'll be waiting," he said

slipping my phone into my bag

told Evangeline, but she

a hotel or your condo later," she teased. "Does he

off, stomping my

she

demeanor always amazed me, especially after all

at the scars on her arms,

ever catch that person, I'll make sure their eyes are the only part of them left unscarred," she growled. "And they can do my backlogs as punishment." "Right," I agreed with a small smile. "Or you could make Haze do them," I added, pointing at the man who had just walked