She uttered her words without a trace of blush or shame, instead shifting the blame onto me for catching her in an embarrassing situation.
I scoffed. "Seems like you still haven't learned to take responsibility for your own mistakes and like to place the blame onto others!"
Ashely looked at me, opening her mouth but closed it, her face twisting with anger.
I handed the food to her memorable crush, Isaac, and said before walking away, "Enjoy your meal."
Isaac looked at me with a smirk, his expression oozing with provocation, and then hypocritically explained, "Gregory, you've misunderstood. Ashley and I weren't sleeping together. We were just discussing business."
I met his gaze and responded with a smile, choosing not to say anything.
What kind of official business required taking off clothes to discuss in the room?
I couldn't keep someone who didn't love me, so why not let go and grant her freedom?
Ignoring his defiant expression, I left.
However, halfway through my walk, I suddenly felt a sharp blow to the back of my head, causing me to stop.
I felt soup running down my head. Ashley's angry voice echoed from behind, demanding, "Stop! Speak clearly!"
Looking at her, I couldn't help laughing.