Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 47 I lifted my eyes to glance at Eric, and sure enough, there were dark circles under his eyes.

Ugh, I was the worst. Cursing myself silently, I was about to say something when my phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Natasha.

"Looks like someone's worried about you," Eric remarked casually as he stood up gracefully and left the room.

Despite the lingering awkwardness, I felt a small warmth in my heart at his considerate gesture. I had misunderstood him in the past.

I picked up the call.

"You're amazing! So, how did things go with Eric last night? Sparks were flying, huh? I remember back in college, Eric was way better looking and more talented than Jeremiah. Now that you're divorcing that scumbag, I fully support you getting together with Eric!

"You can't let a bad guy ruin your shot at a second chance at love!"

Listening to Natasha's excitement only made me feel more awkward. "Natasha, you've got it all wrong.

Eric

Her tone instantly shot

at the bar last night, and then you dragged him home. How could nothing have happened? This is I sighed, pressing a

buying it. Instead,

to help you

selfless help was undeniably odd. But then I reminded myself that there was no way he could be serious with me

he was just a good person I shoved the thought aside, refusing to dwell

floated into my mind. It threw my

found that

was momentarily

happily married couple's morning routine. No, no, no.

We were just friends.

and pushed the thoughts away as I walked over. "I'm really sorry about last night. If you ever need my help in the future, 1 promise

it all out at once, only to feel even more awkward afterward. What could someone

with his arms crossed, he looked at me with