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.

of Sam's cold eyes when she went

had spoken ill of her after she had left! Emily must have plotted something to make Sam

number, even looking so absent-mind as he stared at those digits on his cell.

mood again. It seemed that bickering with others was a good way to regain her enthusiasm. Of course, that would only be possible if she

Emily called her best friend. "Sylvia, come out

meet at

"Alright! See you then!"

"See ya!"

went downstairs for

a teenager, her mood swings altered in a heartbeat. She could be sad for a moment, and the next second, she could be

The latter was clever this time–memorizing the number and calling Emily

So, heaving a deep breath, he sat still for a

was surrounded by glass, and the sun rays penetrated

and 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 for Sam

at the door, Emily

excited that you were going to your prince charming's house yesterday? Did you call me today to tell

little short, her doll eyes were big and watery, making her utterly cute and

my facial features! But it only embarrassed me yesterday!" Emily complained in a spoiled

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

hour for Emily to narrate what entirely went down yesterday.