Gregory was visibly shaking with excitement. Pulling on Ashton’s elbow, he dragged him into the private room. He leaned so much of his weight into Ashton that he almost toppled over.
Ashton, on the other hand, seemed perfectly calm. He walked over slowly.
I didn’t know to expect to meet them in the same place twice. “Greg, why are you here?”
“I’m hungry, so Daddy brought me out for lunch!” Gregory loosened his grip on Ashton and plastered himself to me.
Faced with Ashton’s chilly stare, I unconsciously took a step away.
Ashton looked between me and Emery. He seemed surprised that we were together.
A few seconds later, I recalled Emery’s bombshell. I looked at Gregory with mixed emotions.
Is Gregory really my son? I used to be married to Ashton?
As this thought crossed my mind, I tried to stare surreptitiously at Ashton. I began appraising him seriously for the first time.
The more I looked at him, the less sure I felt about ever having marital relations with this man.
Plus, my impression of Ashton was a man who was difficult to please. He wasn’t my type at all.
As if he sensed my roving eye, Ashton lifted his eyes and met my gaze head-on.
His gaze was as cold as his demeanor. I couldn’t help but shiver at the hostility.
Gregory may look like him, but he hadn’t inherited even an ounce of his coldness.
Joseph showed up later, probably facing some difficulty in securing a parking spot. He looked surprised to see me and Emery. He greeted us politely, “Good day, Ms. Stovall and Ms. Moore.”
I nodded in acknowledgment.
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