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.

his expression unreadable as he cleared his

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

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

as if what happened between us was a one-night

for missions to occupy my mind, but nothing caught my interest. "Jerk," I muttered, stealing a glance

or messaged since the

with

call, why don't you call

in my office, her attention split between her

but

for Ash's call," I snapped, but she

looked at me, her brow arched. "Did I say his

pursed my lips.

scars visible but healing. "Admit it-you want another round,

I yelped as she swatted my arm, pretending her hand was light as a feather. "We didn't plan last night, okay? And no,

crude

she teased,

ignored her, but then my phone rang. I grabbed it quickly, feeling my heart race when I saw Ash's

tried to sound composed,

lunchtime," he said casually, but

the hell do you know I'm at the

she raised her brow at me in feigned innocence before returning

just a

I muttered, closing my laptop. "What do you

out. I'll be waiting," he said

my phone into my bag and gathering

Ash downstairs," I told Evangeline,

if you two ended up at a hotel or your

cut her off, stomping my foot in

act all innocent!" she retorted, gathering her own

always amazed me,

scars

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