Attracted By My Ex-wife

She thought of the way Saki held his arm and acted like a spoiled child. Then, she recalled the way she held his hand too. If it weren't for what her mother told her last tonight, she would have been looking forward to their next meeting.

While Emily was lost in her thoughts, her phone suddenly vibrated. In a hurry, she slid her fingers on the screen and answered the call.

"Hello. Who's this?" she asked.

"Emily, I have told you not to pester Sam anymore. Don't even think you have a chance just because he was on your side yesterday. I'm warning you. He is mine!" the girl warned in a threatening tone as if she was Sam's wife already.

"Who told you that Sam is yours? Are you that insecure to call me so early just to tell me this? From what I saw yesterday, it seems that Sam doesn't like you much."

Emily broke into a chuckle out of her anger. She was already in a bad mood, and this girl calling to provoke her early in the morning only worsened her mood.

"You just wait and see. Don't let me find out that you are calling Sam!" Saki's exasperated voice sounded from the other end of the line.

God knew how angry she was when she visited Sam today and saw him staring at that phone number.

"Okay. I'll be waiting," Emily teased, feeling better when she sensed how tense Saki was.

'The angrier you are, the happier I am. You are just a spoiled child. You even chose such a silly way to deal with your rival in love, ' Emily thought as her lips curved into a grin.

Meanwhile, Saki hung up the phone and jabbed it on the table, about to go crazy out of frustration.

The scalded wound on her arm was still aching. And now, she regretted not pouring the tea on Emily instead.

make it worse, the thought of Sam's cold eyes when she went to find him today pained

must have done something or that the latter had spoken ill of her after she had left! Emily must have plotted

phone number, even looking so absent-mind as he

was a good way to regain her enthusiasm. Of course, that would only be possible if she won. And in this case, she

her best friend.

meet at the same

"Alright! See you then!"

"See ya!"

downstairs for

mood swings altered in a heartbeat. She could be sad for a

had touched his mobile phone. The latter was clever this time–memorizing the number and calling

a deep breath, he sat still for a

sun rays penetrated through it, illuminating the pot plants and

forth. After a while, he took out his phone. The man who used to behave maturely and steadily

the door, Emily waved her hand to

call me today to tell me everything that happened? Or were you

face heightened by her slightly curly hair. Although she was a little short, her doll eyes were big and

on makeup, saying that it could highlight my facial features! But it only embarrassed me yesterday!" Emily

make fun of each other

hour for Emily to narrate what entirely