I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 The Wrong Idea

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As soon as the staff brought them to one of the rooms, he looked them up and down before suggesting, “Actually, you two don’t need to book separate rooms. It’s much more cost–effective to just get one. Plus, we’re offering complimentary upgrades.”

He pointed upstairs and continued, “Our specialty couples suite is available. Would the two of you like to try it out?”

Ellis swore she could see a flock of crows flying over her head.

Was the guy blind? Couldn’t he tell she and Maxwell were coworkers? Recommending a couples suite? Really?

And come on–she knew exactly what those “special features” meant.

Back when she was Easton’s secret girlfriend, he loved dragging her to hotels to get his needs met. The man was always down to experiment. Not only did he bring his own stuff, but he’d also use whatever the hotel provided..

Her brain flooded with those memories, and she forced herself not to blush. She shut it d

“No, thanks,” she snapped.

fast.

If this had happened before, Maxwell probably would’ve made a mental note to have the staff retrained. But today? Today was different. For some reason, being mistaken for her boyfriend gave him a weird sense of satisfaction.

Looking at her slightly pursed lips, he said, “We’re not dating.”

The staff didn’t seem bothered. He just smiled and apologized. “Sorry about that. You’re both good–looking–I made the wrong assumption.”

Ellis was so over it.

So two attractive people standing next to each other automatically meant they were a couple? Come on. Have some common

sense.

The guy tilted his head. “So, which of you is staying in this room?”

“She is,” Maxwell answered.

That threw Ellis for a loop.

From the look of it, this room was obviously meant for Maxwell. But now she was supposed to stay here?

Still, he was the boss. She wasn’t about to argue.

She rolled her suitcase inside and shut the door.

Little did she know, the moment she closed that door, Maxwell let out a sigh of relief.

This room was clearly the one next to the noisy couple. With how badly he’d been fighting the urge to “get some” lately, he wasn’t about to spend the night listening to that. He didn’t want to hook up, and he didn’t want to handle things himself, either. He just wanted a peaceful night’s sleep.

Once Ellis was inside, the staff led Maxwell to his own room,

Back in hers, Ellis wasn’t there to relax. She dropped off her suitcase and left immediately.

The sex noises were still going strong in the hallway. It was impossible to ignore. She felt awkward as hell.

Seriously, what kind of hotel had walls this thin? Either the insulation sucked or the people inside were putting on a show. Or both.

Maxwell hadn’t come back down yet. She texted him to say she’d be waiting in the lobby.

He didn’t respond for half an hour.

What was his deal?