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.

between Eric

Her tone instantly shot

practically glued together at the bar last night, and then you dragged him home. How could nothing have happened? This is I sighed, pressing a hand to my forehead. "We're just friends. That's

Instead, her excitement

go out of his way to help you over and over again? Doesn't

too. Eric's selfless help was undeniably odd. But then I reminded myself that there was no way he could

person I shoved the thought aside, refusing to dwell on it. I hung up the

my mind. It threw my emotions into chaos all over

went downstairs and found that he had already prepared

was momentarily stunned. The scene looked oddly...

morning routine. No, no, no.

We were just friends.

really sorry about last

blurted it all out at once, only to feel even more awkward afterward. What could someone like Eric possibly need

against the table with his arms crossed, he looked at me with a