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

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

but he immediately refused. Instead, he walked me outside, called someone to drive my car, and sent me on my way without

me feeling bitter. It was as if what happened between us

everything ahead of schedule and even looked for missions to occupy my mind, but nothing caught my interest. "Jerk," I muttered, stealing a glance

hadn't called or messaged

angry with me? For

why don't you

couch in my

at her, but she didn't

Ash's call," I

her brow arched.

my lips. "Yeah,

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

light as a feather. "We didn't plan last

couldn't believe how crude her words

she teased, narrowing her

but then my phone rang. I grabbed it quickly, feeling my heart race when I saw

to sound composed, but my

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

how the hell do you know I'm at the office right

but she raised her brow at

just a guess,"

my laptop. "What do you

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

slipping my phone into my

meeting Ash downstairs," I told Evangeline, but she smirked

at a hotel

her off, stomping

innocent!" she retorted, gathering her

always amazed me, especially after

scars on her arms, her expression

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 added, pointing at the man who had