Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 226

*Olivia*

Ethan and Alexander glared at each other from across the table as if they were participating in an old–fashioned western standoff. I rolled my eyes because I could practically see the testosterone wafting off of them.

Then, without another word, Ethan got up from the table and left the restaurant, completely ignoring the tea our server had just brought him.

Once I watched him leave the restaurant, I sighed in relief and collapsed back into my seat. My back was cold from the sweat that had dried during my time with my ex–husband. It seemed like Ethan was becoming more unhinged than usual. When we were married, he was overbearing and domineering, but he wasn’t crazy. Had his time with Chloe driven him off the deep end? Apprehension filled me when I imagined my future encounters with him.

As I contemplated this, I assumed that Alexander would leave, too, but he actually got our server’s attention. I noticed that her eyes widened when she saw that I was sitting with a different man now–especially since Ethan had lied and said that he was my husband–but she thankfully didn’t comment.

“Can we please have two bacon and cheese omelets with a side of fresh fruit and two iced vanilla latte’s?” he asked and set down his cup of tea. “I think we are going to need something stronger than our tea.”

After the server left, I gazed at Alexander gratefully. “Thank you,” I murmured.

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drive Ethan away by his mere presence and sticking up for me, or

explain my gratitude. Alexander just nodded in understanding, and we

breakfast, I eagerly tucked into my food and sipped on my latte. The caffeine helped with my pounding headache, and the hearty food quieted down my growling stomach. When I

napkin, afraid that I had something on my

fingers together. “You’re so cute when you get angry. You get a little indentation in your forehead, and your eyes narrow into slits. I also enjoyed you yelling at Ethan. It was nice to be the one that you weren’t arguing with for a change.” He took a long sip of his drink, and the ice cubes rattled against the glass cup. The way

but laugh and blush as I recalled the fact that he had called me

my throat. As my pulse quickened, I forced myself to look into his eyes even though that was the last

about last night, um, I’m sorry for

told him.

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