His eyes immediately sparkled. He enthusiastically sat up straight and looked me directly in the eye." Let’s talk about you! Like, did you miss me? And when are you getting a divorce?"
I was dumbfounded. "When did people start asking such sensitive questions so bluntly? Don't you wanna see me be happy in life?"
"Why not ask you that? You're not happy with him. Besides, I've been waiting for you for a while now, so o f course I'd be concerned about it." He propped his head up on his hands as he smiled teasingly.
I kept quiet, not entertaining his questions.
“Stop denying reality! Look at yourself! You’re pretty and you're gentle-mannered, so why would you make yourself look so miserable for Theo Grant's sake?
Trust me, a divorce would do you good." He caught my face in his hands, forcing me to meet his eyes.
Our closeness made me realize that other than his flawless face and his enticing smile, Xander had extraordinarily beautiful eyes too. Once, a fan had commented that it was like there was a sea of stars hidden in his eyes.
The heavens were clearly on his side when they gave
him some of the most unrivaled features in the entire world.
After sipping on my water, I looked at him and remarked, "Even though it may be a competition, it's all just for show. I still hope you'll end up being the spokesman."
"Ahh..." He slammed his hands on the table in frustration. "Why didn't my famed beauty charm work on you?!"
I grimaced, ignored his flustered states, and continued, "Be serious. I’m telling you this so you know you'll have to try your hardest. I don't want people to think that we’ve manipulated the results."
He pouted and sprawled out lifelessly on the table. " It's my break time right now. I refuse to talk about work!"
I cocked an eyebrow and smiled faintly. "Fine, I’ll come find you personally at Nectarine once the contract is ready.”
"Up to you," he replied casually. His chin rested in his palms as his eyes narrowed at me. "You've never taken my words into serious consideration, nor have you've ever cared for me, right?”
I really did not want to discuss such matters, so I stood up and said, "I’ve still got things to settle, so I gotta run. You’ve been working hard for a long time now, so go home and rest early, okay?"
He grasped my wrist, just on the edge of being too tight. "Wait," he drawled, his eyes fixated on a point outside the restaurant.
I followed his gaze to see Theo’s cold eyes boring into me from behind the window. I scanned his surroundings and realized that Cindy Reed was beside him. I averted my gaze.
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