Chapter 322

The text messages did not end there. Many more had come in since, forming a wall of text on Cassandra's screen. "Meet me at the usual spot." "Why aren't you replying to my messages, Cassandra? Say something!" That was when Cassandra finally remembered why the phone number looked so familiar. It was almost identical to Aidan's old phone number, but the last two digits were different. Did Aidan have some kind of fetish? He knew she had blocked him, but he went and got a new number so that he could harass her again. He even made sure it looked similar to his old one. Was he trying to make sure that Cassandra knew it was him? The whole situation disgusted Cassandra. Aidan even wanted to meet at the "usual spot". Was he out of his mind? Just reading those messages was enough to make her stomach turn. Cassandra had been enjoying the meal, but his texts completely ruined her appetite. Tristan immediately picked up on the change in her expression. Gently placing his hand on her shoulde