Chapter 350
Simon was nearly about to explode from frustration. And then it hit him. Since the first night they met, he had never once mentioned his name or even hinted at his real identity. What was worse? She had never even asked.
Seething, he fired off a text. "Do you even know who I am?"
But right after sending it, he thought better of it and deleted the message. It was way too weak.
No. He needed her to know exactly who she had brushed off. There was no way they'd never run into each other again. He retyped the message, this time sharper. "Fine. You think you're so special? You're nothing amazing."
He hit send and let out a long breath. He felt a little better as he waited for a reply. But again, there was no response at all, only total silence.
Simon almost lost it right there. He started wondering if this was some reverse psychology trick. If it was, well, he had to admit that it was working. He had never been treated like this in his life.
Meanwhile, Yasmine saw the newest message an

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