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 head, his expression unreadable as he

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

help, but he immediately refused. Instead, he walked me outside, called

what happened between us

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

called or messaged since the

he angry with

why don't you call

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

at her, but she

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

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

pursed my lips.

desk, her scars visible but healing. "Admit it-you

as she swatted my arm, pretending her hand was light as a feather. "We

believe how crude her words were

teased,

it quickly, feeling my heart race when

I tried to sound composed, but my nerves

your office at lunchtime," he

know I'm

but she raised her brow at me in feigned

a guess,"

muttered, closing my

I'll be waiting,"

phone into

downstairs," I told Evangeline,

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

off, stomping my

she retorted,

fierce demeanor always amazed me, especially after all

the scars

my backlogs as punishment." "Right," I agreed with