Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife novel Chapter 97

I swallowed deeply as I watched him hug her back with equal tenderness. My eyes were glued to the pair. I wanted to look away, but my eyes refused to follow any command. They looked so sweet… and oh, so good together… It made my heart ache so badly that I could barely breathe as I continued to watch them. Pain I never knew I was capable of slammed through my chest.

Once more, I swallowed the lump in my throat and finally willed myself to shift my attention to my phone, pretending I hadn’t seen them. The sound of the door opening made me turn my head. “Shall we go inside?” Grey spoke, and my bubble of thoughts erupted one by one.

Catrina Blackwell still stood beside him, her dainty hands possessively wrapped around his arm. She was quietly watching me beneath her exquisite long lashes. Reluctantly, I got out of the car while Grey watched me intently.

Are we going to have a dinner date with a third wheel? Or was I the third wheel in this party? I wondered to myself but kept my thoughts to myself.

“Can I come with you guys?” Catrina Blackwell asked. She wasn’t looking at Grey but at me,

as though she was asking for my permission.

“Go home already,” Grey told her, but Catrina ignored him. She was waiting for my reply.

“I don’t mind,” I responded, forcing a smile to my lips.

“Thank you,” she smiled at me, revealing pearly white teeth that reminded me of a toothpaste commercial model. “I’m starving. Let’s go inside,” Catrina remarked, then

pulled Grey by the arm.

I fell into step beside them.

What kind of mental torture is this? I asked myself, wondering why I even agreed to let her join us. The dinner hadn’t started yet, but it was already ruined. My cheeks grew warm with embarrassment. I wished the ground would open and swallow me up right then and there.

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I shouldn’t have agreed to go out with Grey, I thought to myself with a sigh. Clenching my fists into tight balls at my sides, I shot Grey a scathing glare. He has a girlfriend. He shouldn’t have invited me to dinner with him.

Grey caught the sharp look I shot at him. He opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something but suddenly changed his mind and closed it again. He then nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, as if to say it was my fault for letting Catrina Blackwell join us.

The nerve! Catrina is his girlfriend! It’s only right to let her join us!

We entered the restaurant, and instantly, everyone’s gaze turned in our direction. This is embarrassing! Without looking in the mirror, I knew my cheeks were tomato red.

The waiter came and welcomed us. Afterward, he ushered us to a table for three. Grey tried to pull out a chair for me first, but I was faster than him and had already pulled a chair for myself and sat down on it. He turned to Catrina and pulled a chair for her, in which she sat down. He took the seat in between us.

The waiter handed us the menu, and we made our selections. After jotting down our orders in his notepad, he left our table.

When we were alone, an awkward silence fell on our table.

“Excuse me for a while, ladies,” Grey said, unable to take the silence anymore. He slowly rose from his seat and made his way to the men’s room.

“You like him, don’t you?” Catrina Blackwell spoke when he disappeared from sight. It wasn’t a question but a statement.

“Good gracious, no!” I replied in a voice loud enough for the occupants of nearby tables to hear. A couple of heads turned in our direction, inquiringly.

“I mean, no, I don’t like him,” I told her in a much softer voice this time.

Catrina Blackwell looked at me incredulously, not believing a word I said.

“Liar,” she murmured under her breath, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her pouty

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What a weird woman, I thought to myself, wondering why a woman like her was asking

another woman if she liked her boyfriend. I honestly found her strange.

“I saw how you looked at Grey a while ago.” Her expression sobered, and she eyed me intently. “I also noticed the way you looked at me with a deadly look in your eyes. If looks

could kill, I’d already be on the floor with a fatal wound.”

Is she confronting me? Was she telling me to back off from her boyfriend?

Summoning all the courage I could muster, I looked her straight in the eye. “I have no plans to take your boyfriend away from you,” I assured her. “You don’t have to worry about

me.”

“God heavens,” Catrina exclaimed, shuddering as she added, “Grey is not my boyfriend! He’s my cousin!”

My mouth fell open in disbelief. I was unable to say a word for a while.

“Close your mouth! A fly might enter,” she told me and succumbed to a burst of laughter

that made a few heads turn curiously in our direction. Her slender shoulders shook until

tears sprung at the corners of her eyes.