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.

Sam's cold eyes when she went to find him today pained her

Saki believed that Emily must have done something or that the latter had spoken ill of her after she

her phone number, even looking so

instantly back in a great mood again. It seemed that bickering with others was a good way to regain her enthusiasm. Of course, that would

down, Emily called her best friend. "Sylvia, come

let's meet at the same

"Alright! See you then!"

"See ya!"

Emily went downstairs

heartbeat. She could be

idea that Saki had touched his mobile phone. The latter was clever this time–memorizing the number and calling Emily with

reading a book, the boy felt utterly distracted. So, heaving a deep breath, he

by glass, and the sun rays penetrated through it, illuminating the pot plants and those on

forth. After a while, he took out his phone. The man who used to behave maturely and steadily was now acting anxiously. It was rare, even

here." Seeing the girl coming in at the door, Emily waved her hand to greet her.

me today to tell me everything that happened? Or were you just so fed up to be coiled up in

by her slightly curly hair. Although she was a little short, her doll eyes were big and watery, making her utterly cute

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

really had a close relationship. They could make fun of each other willfully, share their embarrassing stories, and make fun of each

hour for Emily to narrate what entirely