Chapter 125

YSABELLE

As we were having breakfast, I couldn't stop thinking about Ronan. Ashton's phone still can't be found, which added to my frustration.

“Girl, there's a possibility that Jessica might call you–”

“I don't have my phone, Cleo.” I hissed.

“My bad.” I rolled my eyes at her sarcastic tone. “If she will call here, tell me, not my Mom, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

I continued my food while gazing at the twins with the nannies. But this woman beside me disturbed my inner thoughts again.

With a glare, I turned to her.

“I'm going home.”

“Okay. Take care.” I blandly replied.

Her house was only a few kilometers away from here, so she would only return here if she got bored.

Since the fashion week was done last month, she has been unemployed for weeks. She rejected the offers from the other brands just to pamper herself after the tiring fashion week.

After our breakfast, Cleo followed me inside my room.

“Just call your fiancee if you're lonely, not me.” She said as she jumped on the beanbag.

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