I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 313

hap Who’s That Guy?

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After the dial tone, Morty thought the call had ended, t imexpectedly, Ellis called back, asking about his

He couldn’t help but smile slightly, “My face looks fine on the outside.”

Ellis understood that looking fine on the outside didn’t mean everything was okay. The one who hit him. was Easton, not her.

She wasn’t responsible, a few questions were enough.

With that thought, she quickly hung up the phone again.

Unbeknownst to her, this bit of concern made Morty’s heart bloom with joy, as if he’d tasted the sweetest honey in the world..

A strong gust of cold wind blew, causing Ellis to shiver. She put away her phone and, driven by the cold, ran towards a nearby shop.

She came in to warm up, feeling awkward about sitting without buying anything. Ellis chose a window seat and browsed the menu, planning to pick some food to eat. Since the tables in the shop were quite close to each other, she suddenly overheard two girls whispering.

“Wow, he’s so hot!”

“Could he be a celebrity or something?”

“If he were a celebrity looking like that, he’d definitely be famous. We’d see him all the time, but I don’t recognize him, so he must be just a regular guy.”

“Should we ask the girl to add us on WhatsApp? Wait, the girl sitting in our row is really pretty too!”

Ellis wasn’t trying to cavesdrop, but hearing ‘really pretty, she couldn’t help but glance at the two girls, who were pointing right at her.

Perhaps her gaze influenced them; the girls quickly stopped whispering and turned to browsing the menu and discussing what to eat, just like her.

Compliments about her looks were nothing new to Ellis, and she continued to look at the food pictures.

Unfortunately, the girls didn’t quiet down for long and started whispering again about the handsome guy, which piqued her curiosity.

She hadn’t noticed any handsome men in the shop and wondered if they were just hungry and calling any decent–looking man a ‘hottie.‘

Before she could scrutinize every male customer, a tall gure walked past her, and she caught a glimpse of the girls looking excitedly at the figure.

Sitting down made it hard to see the face of the person who just walked by.

So, she looked up, and a face with sharp, defined features came into view.

with his attire of a dark giny overcoat over a three–ple auit, clearly markert him as a handsome man with & fine deineanor.

Having dealt with Easton, Ellis had learned not to judge a book by its cover. It’s tiot just about looks, what’s underneath is what truly matter

However, for a brief encounter with a stranger, just app eclating the appearance was enough.

However, a hotel staff member came to her door, speaking gently, “Ms. Harper, a guest downstairs has complained that the noise from your room at night is too loud, keeping him from sleeping. Could you please keep it down?”