Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Jump off the Top of the Building

"He's more suitable, isn't he?" Anastasia said bluntly.

It was much better to let Jaxon drive her home than to let her ex-husband do so!

She didn't want anything to do with him.

Christian sneered coldly with a dark face, his long and narrow eyes deepened a bit, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart, "Appropriate? Even if you want to move on, you should find someone different from me. You found someone who looks so similar to me. Isn't it because you like and never forget me, so you found a substitute?"

Substitute?

Anastasia turned her head, gazed at his face for three seconds, and then looked away.

She found it extremely ridiculous and absurd.

Did she need to find a substitute?

Now she didn't even bother to take a second look at him!

It was true that when she first met Jaxon, she felt that they were somewhat similar.

But after contact, they had completely different personalities, and she would never find the shadow of him in Jaxon.

She was not a pervert!

She looked out the window speechlessly, chuckled, and rolled her eyes almost to her head.

She didn't explain immediately. In Christian's eyes, it was the tacit admission!

He spoke out what she thought.

Christian smiled slightly and was pleased a bit.

He loosened his collar and relaxed.

"The past is in the past. As long as you want, we can still be the same as before. You don't need to find some fakes."

Anastasia originally had her eyes downcast, but now she raised her eyes, which moved to Christian's face.

The patience in her heart was almost exhausted. She leaned forward and suddenly approached the man beside her, wanting to see how shameless he was for saying such words!

The distance between the two instantly shortened.

He looked at her, who was approaching suddenly. Her lips glinted as if inviting him to take a step closer.

Christian thought that what he said convinced her, and she was moved.

Suddenly remembering her soft waist just now, the temperature still permeated through the fingertips, making his heart itchy.

He squinted his eyes and felt his heart beat faster.