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 as he cleared

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

he walked me outside, called someone to drive my car,

happened between us was a one-night stand, and the thought

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

hadn't called or messaged since the

with me? For

why don't you

on the couch in my office, her

but she

call," I snapped, but she

me, her brow arched. "Did I say

pursed my lips.

perched herself on my desk, her scars visible but healing. "Admit it-you want another round,

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

crude her words were

she teased, narrowing

ignored her, but then my phone rang. I grabbed it quickly, feeling my

tried to sound composed,

office at lunchtime," he said casually, but

do you know

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

just a

muttered, closing my laptop. "What

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

phone into

Ash downstairs," I told Evangeline, but she

hotel or your condo later," she

her off, stomping my foot in

innocent!" she

always amazed me, especially after all

glanced at the scars

they can do my backlogs as punishment." "Right," I agreed with a small