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 his

You'd better hurry," he said, his

he walked me outside, called

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

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

or messaged

he angry with

won't call, why don't you

in my

but she didn't even

call,"

me, her brow arched.

pursed my lips. "Yeah,

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

yelped as she swatted my arm, pretending her hand was light as a

how crude her

she teased, narrowing

rang. I grabbed it quickly, feeling my heart race when I

I tried to sound composed, but my nerves betrayed

your office at lunchtime," he said casually,

you know I'm at

at Evangeline, suspecting she'd told him, but she raised her brow at me in feigned innocence before returning

a

I muttered, closing my laptop. "What do

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

phone into my bag

downstairs," I told Evangeline, but

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

off, stomping my foot

innocent!" she retorted, gathering her own

me,

at the scars on her

catch 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