Chapter 242
Charlotte Barnes gasped sharply, her gossip-radar going full blast as her gaze bounced from Ronald Wright to me, her face practically yelling, “Wow, you two are still that close? Divorced and still sharing a bed?”
I stared at Ronald in disbelief, eyes wide. I seriously didn’t see that bombshell coming.
“Don’t twist things,” I snapped through gritted teeth. “There’s nothing going on between us. Last night—you were the shameless one—” I stopped myself just in time before I accidentally followed his narrative, “You care so much about appearances, maybe keep your own people in check so they don’t embarrass you.”
Ronald raised an eyebrow, his hand still wrapped in gauze.
“Aren’t I doing that right now? You’re not disappearing on me tonight—don’t make me get creative.”
My face fell. He’s seriously not letting this go? He wants me to stay with him again?
“Keep dreaming.”
He didn’t argue, just looked at me with those deep eyes. “I’ll pick you up later. That’s that.”
“...” Wow. Could his ego ge

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