Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 107

Hearing a "hum" from Filip, Dillon was at a loss. He abruptly sat up straight and turned around at him, "Did you say 'hum'?"

Filip also looked at him and frowned, "Are your ears still working?"

"Fuck."

Dillon reached out his hand and wanted to check Filip's forehead and see if he was having a fever as what he said was ruthless.

But his hand got slapped before he could touch Filip, "Fuck off."

Dillon then took his hand back after this, "Are you okay? Are you sick?"

Filip took a sip of the wine and stared at Dillon like he was a lunatic, "I think you are more like the one who's sick."

Dillon didn't care about it, "It's just, if I said that to you before, you would've cursed me but today you agree with me? When did you become so reasonable?"

Filip didn't feel like talking trash to him so he stood up to leave after finishing the wine in his hand.

Seeing this, Dillon soon finished his wine and left with him, "You just had a drink, you can't drive!"

Filip took a glance at him, "And you?"

"I know I did. I'll leave my car here and have them pick it up tomorrow."

Filip sneered, "And I couldn't think of it?"

Dillon didn't care about his sarcasm as he wondered more about what happened to Filip.

"What's with you today? Asked me that question about Starry and you just left?"

Dillon got more confused, "You never cared about her, what happened to you today?"

Filip got annoyed by his questions, "Shut up!"

After leaving Club Magenta, Filip was standing by the road and waiting for a cab.

Dillon raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything more. But he was thinking and guessing about what was wrong with Filip today in his mind.

He finally figured it out, "Shit. Please don't tell me that you are in love with her."

Perhaps it was the truth so Filip turned around, "So what?"

"Then, you are gonna win her back?"

Dillon was taken aback and he didn't know what to say.

He actually had prepared to be hit by Filip after saying this. But Filip didn't do it and asked him, "Do you know how to go after a woman?"

"…Just give me a second."

Filip took a look at him and then lit a cigarette with his head lowered.

Filip didn't say anything more. Dillon stared at him, touched his own forehead, and pinched his own arm.

He was fine and that pinching hurt.

He didn't have a fever and it wasn't a dream.

Fuck!

How did Filip say those words so calmly?

Wasn't he ashamed?

Realizing that he wasn't dreaming, Dillon looked at Filip with a facetious smile, "You are quite composed. You are about to do something that you would never do before."

Filip turned around at him and blew smoke with his thin lips, "It's my first time having feelings for someone. So I don't really know what to do. You are gonna charge me for this?"

"Well."

Dillon tried really hard to resist the temptation to laugh as Filip was staring at him with that dead serious face, "Of course not."

Filip took another drag on his cigarette and saw there seemed to be a cab driving over from the left side.