I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 290

Tm the Obsession of My Cold–Hearted Ex

Chapter 290 From Awkward to Ask–Out

Easton wants to be added back on my WhatsApp and for my to unblock his number?

She scoffed, “Is that really necessary? Why should I add you back and not block you?”

Finished

Deleting and blocking Easton’s contact was her way of drawing a clear line between herself and their disastrous marriage.

The nerve of him to even say that!

“You weren’t like this when you first asked me to add you and not to block you, you…”

Just then, someone eager to use the elevator saw them inside and, not realizing it was in use, interrupted Easton, asking. “Are you two using the elevator?”

Ellis glanced at the person outside and said, “Sorry, we are.”

The person didn’t say anything else, but gave them a peculiar look, probably wondering why they were chatting inside the jelevator.

Easton, frustrated at being interrupted, coldly scanned the intruder and continued, “We may be divorced, but you’re still Emma’s adopted daughter. We’re technically relatives, and it’s inconvenient if we can’t contact each other.”

The person outside was about to leave, but upon hearing this, they turned back to look at them more closely.

Being Lois’s personal secretary meant she wasn’t just any employee; her position guaranteed a lot of attention. Noticing that the person who had just questioned them was still there, and seeing the surprise in their eyes, Ellis felt like punching Easton.

Can’t he watch what he says?

At work, she maintained a single status and never shared her personal life. Morty’s actions had already sparked gossip among some colleagues, and having people directly ask her about it was annoying enough.

If the news that she was divorced spread across the office because of what Easton said today, she was sure it wouldn’t take a day before everyone knew, and they’d all be gossiping about her behind her back.

Though no colleague had bluntly insulted her, being talked about in terms of her relationships was like being reminded of her foolish past actions–so irritating!

Easton awaited her response, and the onlooker outside clearly wanted to keep listening, not moving an inch. Ellis rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.

Why does he think we must keep in touch after the divorce?

She pointed towards the elevator doors, barely containing her anger, “Just go.”

Easton didn’t want to leave.

But he started walking out of the elevator anyway, his gaze lingering on her face. Without a mirror, he couldn’t see his own expression.

But he imagined his eyes couldn’t hide his greed, appreciation, and longing. He longed to see her, cherished every second of seeing her, and wished he could at least kiss her goodbye or give her a hug.

Easton looked at her intently, and Ellis didn’t understand why he was doing that.

She instinctively turned her face away, not meeting Easton’s eyes, and pressed the button to close the elevator doors, wanting to quickly separate herself from her ex in different spaces, to have something block him from getting close to her.

Hearing the doors close, he couldn’t help but look back. The bystander, still there, watched Easton and the ascending elevator, their curiosity unabated as they mentally replayed the conversation between Easton and Ellis.

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