Flirting With My Ex-husband

The maid served coffee and pastries.

Alison took her seat, took the fork from the maid's hand, and thanked her.

Alison's stomach rumbled so loudly that everyone heard it.

The maid smiled and said, "It looks like Alison is indeed hungry."

Holding his cup, Luis sat down across from Alison. He was silent, but his gaze spoke of everything.

Alison lowered her head, wishing the group would open up and swallow her.

Luis looked at her and gave an imperceptible smile.

It took a long time for the blush on Alison's face to fade away.

She looked up at the boy across the table. Luis, who had just finished his food, noticed her gaze and squinted at her." Anything?"

Alison shook her head, too embarrassed to say sorry even though she wanted to.

She was so foolish last night. She got drunk but pretended that she didn't. The thought of it made her face burn.

Luis looked at her for a while. Alison remained silent, so he turned around and went upstairs.

It was summer vacation, and Alexa went to her grandmother's house. Luis went out to play basketball every day. Alison stayed at home alone and finished going over the lessons in less than half a month. Alexa was supposed to come back on July 23rd, and they made an appointment to go shopping on the 25th.

Then Alexa's cousin came home from college, and they went on a tour. Alexa wouldn't come back until mid-August.

Alexis and Justin were on a vacation in Europe with Scarlett and Raymond. Blaze had a lot of work in the office, and Luis seemed to be busy too.

Not used to this kind of quietness, Alison wanted to go back to her hometown.

She hesitated for two days before calling Blaze and voicing her thoughts.

Blaze heard it and asked Luis to escort Alison to her hometown.

It was a kind gesture Alison couldn't reject.

Alison's birthplace was a remote town in the west of Juanton City. It was a two-hour drive.

Her home was in a village. To get there, they had to take a shuttle bus from the town. It would be another one-hour drive.

Along the way, Luis remained silent, and Alison didn't dare to speak.

They started at nine o'clock in the morning and arrived at the village at around one o'clock in the afternoon.

Alison tightened her grip on the strap of her backpack. "Luis, are you hungry?"

Luis looked ahead and saw nothing except for the road. Even if he was hungry, there wasn't a place for him to dine.

Luis took his gaze back and responded nonchalantly, "Nope, are you?"

Alison shook her head before taking out a sandwich from her bag. "I have this."

Then she took out a bottle of milk. "And this."

Luis frowned slightly. "Is your bag filled with food?"

Alison awkwardly nodded her head. "There are no restaurants or eateries."

If she didn't bring food with her, both of them would starve.

Luis took the backpack from her hand, surprised to find that the thin girl was not exhausted from carrying the 10- or 15-kilogram bag. Thinking that he was checking out the food, Alison said nothing.

Luis carried the bag on his back, looked at her, and asked, "Which way?"

Alison glanced at the backpack and said, "I can carry it myself. It's heavy."

"I can't let a girl carry it."

"I'm strong."

"Still, you're a girl."

Alison froze, suddenly felt like crying, and pointed ahead. "There's still a mile to go."

Luis narrowed his eyes, opened the umbrella, and went to her side. "Let's go."