" I need to have a chat with you."Damon put his glasses on the table and solemnly pulled up.
Damon led out in a daze as the scorching wind blew against my face. I was ready to head back inside, the heat was just too unbearable
Damon stopped , sounding pissed, "Did you spread the rumor about Ariel and getting back together just because you didn’t want to bother you?"
"What else? I don’t want to be a tabloid journalist"
"So, can you promise that you won’t bother anymore? Pretend you don’t know when you see , so I don’t have to do this to distract you" I touched my sowhat hot face still keeping my senses.
"Did you do this to get back at for what I did last ti?" Damon’s eyes darkened as he asked coldly
I admitted frankly, "Yes, if it weren’t for the fact that I don’t want my parents to know, I would have called the police and ruined your reputation long ago Damon, you’re really shaless. Have you been swinging between two people in the past two years?"
"I didn’t!" Damon was so angry that he held his forehead, "You didn’t even reply to my ssages or answer my calls, did you give a chance to explain?"
"I don’t need your explanation. Right now, I can’t believe how stupid I’ve been to have anything to do with you" I interrupted Damon
"So, who should you be involved with? Jones?" Damon’s tone suddenly cooled down,
"Too bad, he’s currently on a blind date."
I found it amusing. Did he think that I wanted to leave him for Jones?
"Yes, you’re right. It is for Jones. I regret it! Why did I like you back then? Why didn’t I et him first? After seeing him quarrel with his family for , I hate my second marriage status. If I hadn’t married you, if I hadn’t lost a child, I could be open with him now. We’re a perfect match, and we like each other; what’s wrong with that?" I started laughing as I talked
My heart beca incredibly satisfied when I saw Damons increasingly ugly face.
Since he always thought I had sothing going on with Jones, I didn’t want to explain anymore.
I thought Damon would be furious; everything I just said was ant to provoke him.
"Eliana, shut up" Damon didn’t lose his temper, but his face looked terrifying
"Okay, I’ll shut up. As long as you don’t bother in the future, I can stay quiet!" I replied coldly
Damon took a deep breath, seeming to calm himself down, and we both fell into a silent standoff
Until a woman appeared who recognized , "Oh, it’s you?"
I glanced at the woman and realized that it was the sa short-haired woman who had spoken up for in the shop a few days ago.
Today she was dressed very brightly and wearing a pair of exaggerated earrings, but she didn’t give off a vulgar vibe, instead, she seed very sexy and lively
"We et again" I rembered my emotions and greeted the short-haired woman with a smile.
Damon stood next to , looking very indifferent, staring at the woman with a blank expression.
"Wow! What a coincidence; are you here for a drink too?" The short-haired woman was very cheerful, and her voice was sweet as she asked, "Is he your boyfriend?"
She pointed to Damon.
I imdiately denied it. "We’re not close, just friends."
A trace of surprise flashed in the short-haired woman’s eyes, "Really? Then you wouldn’t mind if I pursue him, right? He looks handso."
She openly expressed her interest in Damon.
"Cool, go for it!" I made an encouraging gesture, completely disregarding her words.
Damon, however, frowned. When the woman ca up and asked for his contact information, he glared at , then got into a Porsche parked on the side of the road and disappeared from my sight.
The short-haired woman held her phone, looking at a loss, "Your friend sure has a temper!"
"He’s not just hot-tempered; he’s also arrogant. I suggest you find soone else to flirt with. He’s not worth it!" After Damon left, I imdiately took out my phone. "But if you like a challenge, I can give you his number."
The short haired woman looked at in surprise, then broke into a smile," Really? He doesn’t seem like a friend you’re not close with, did you guys just have a fight?"
I couldn’t help but laugh, "We’re both in our thirties, and we’re not high school sweethearts. Don’t worry, I’m really not close with him."
The short haired woman looked in the direction Damon left. Her smile was fading a bit, and her eyes were full of curiosity. "He’s not just handso, he’s also rich. Why didn’t you pursue him?"
I gave her a bitter smile as I thought about how I pursued him for ten years without success and how, after the divorce, I ssed up even more.
I felt like I got along well with this short-haired woman, so I advised her, "Honestly, rich and handso guys are usually womanizers. If you want to chase him, you have to be prepared to compete with a bunch of other won, it’s really not worth it."
The short haired woman burst into laughter and took out her phone, "Anyway, give your contact information. If I want to chase that hunk in the future, I definitely need your help"
I sighed my heart. Another woman was now enchanted by Damon’s appearance. I, too, once naively pursued Damon, wanting to beco his woman.
I just didn’t expect that his heart already belonged to soone else and that he even had a relationship stand-in,
If this short haired woman could attract Damon, it ant that she really was a stunning woman.
I agreed to the short-haired woman’s request. Her nickna on WhatsApp was’ The Cutie At The Bar’ Very interesting.
"You can call Ivy." She shook her phone happily
"Okay, I’m Eliana" I introduced myself generously
Ivy thought for a mont. "I think I’ve heard your na sowhere. What’s that hunk’s na?"
"Damon, you can lock up his information online," I answered.
Ivy touched her short hair, and her eyes widened in surprise, "I think I know who he is. Isn’t he the CEO of Coleman Co. who was in the entertainnt news a few days ago?"
Anything more I say would be redundant because Damon’s scandals were always hot topics in the entertainnt news.
Ivy looked young: she probably followed entertainnt news often and knew all the gossip.
Then she seed to rember sothing, and she widened her eyes at , "Eliana, isn’t that the na of his ex-wife? Oh my God, did I just happen to co across a big company boss arguing with his ex-wife in public?"
I burst out laughing at her description of . I didn’t know why, but sohow, coming from Ivy, it was pretty funny and not off-putting at all. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Damon. "If you dare give that rebel kid my number, you’re on your own"
Rebel kid?
I glanced at Ivy’s purple hair, her dramatic earrings, and her nose piercing. This wasn’t rebellion! This was called having her own character!
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