While we were on the way to eat, Luke asked me about the incident yesterday. I wanted to shut him up because I didn’t want to talk about Jimuel. Just the mere thought of that moment made my blood boil!
“Isabella? Do you mind telling me wha really happened between you and Jimuel?” he asked again.
“Why do you want to know? You said you were there and you saw me flirting with him, so why do you keep asking me about it, Luke?” I responded with a question but the moment our eyes met and I saw how displeased he was, I changed my mind.
“Alright, if it’s hard to share with me, then fine,” he said.
“As I have said, we just bumped into each other, and he dragged me to a vacant table. Then, he ordered coffee and cheesecake. He was friendly so I thought it was okay to talk to him, but then he aske
