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

You'd better hurry," he said, his

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

as if what happened between

and even looked for missions to occupy my mind, but

hadn't called or messaged since

angry with

won't call, why

couch in my

at her, but

not waiting for Ash's call," I snapped, but

looked at me, her brow arched.

my

on my desk, her scars visible but

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

how crude her words were

she teased,

grabbed it quickly, feeling

tried to sound composed, but my nerves betrayed

lunchtime," he said casually, but his words made

you know I'm at the office right

her brow at me in feigned innocence before returning to her

just a guess," he

closing my

be waiting,"

into my

told Evangeline, but she smirked

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

I cut her off, stomping my foot

innocent!" she

always amazed me, especially after all she'd

I glanced at the scars on

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