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.

expression unreadable as he cleared his

work. You'd better hurry," he

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

was as if what happened between

for missions to occupy my

hadn't called or messaged since

with me?

why don't you call

Evangeline, lounging on the couch in my office, her attention split between her phone and

at her, but she didn't even

not waiting for Ash's call,"

me, her brow

my lips. "Yeah,

perched herself on my desk, her scars visible but healing. "Admit it-you want another round, don't

light as a feather. "We didn't plan

couldn't believe how crude her words

teased, narrowing

quickly, feeling my heart race when I saw Ash's name on the

tried to sound composed,

near your office at lunchtime," he said casually, but his words

do you know I'm at the office right

but she raised her brow at me in feigned innocence before returning

a

muttered, closing my laptop. "What do you

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

my phone into

meeting Ash downstairs," I told

ended up at a hotel or your condo later," she

cut her off, stomping my foot

she

fierce demeanor always amazed me, especially

scars on her arms,

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