Amelia didn't want to provoke this man.
She stayed silent.
Simon let out a cold, sarcastic chuckle.
Then he asked, "Did you enjoy your breakfast?"
Amelia pressed her lips together for a moment, then replied calmly, "It was good. Have you eaten, Mr. Johnson?"
Simon's face darkened.
He hadn't eaten. And honestly, he couldn't.
It wasn't like he had the stomach for it. Not when this woman could so easily move on. Three years of a relationship, and she was already happily having breakfast with another man without a second thought.
"Wow, Miss Clarke, you really are easy to please. Just one breakfast, and you're glowing like that?"
The jealousy and bitterness in his words were undeniable.
It was impossible for Amelia to ignore, but she wasn't in the mood to enterta
