All Chapters of Working With My Ex Again: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

The uneven sound of Isla's footsteps, distracted Ryan from changing the channels with the remote. "Can't you walk like a normal human being for once?" Ryan asked as he turned to see her entering the living room."If I could just find half a pair of my sneakers," She looked at him. "Then I'll be normal."Ryan looked at her—apart from the flowery gown and the handbag she carried, she seemed almost mad. One foot wore half a pair of sneakers, while the other was completely bare."You're going to be the death of me." He complained his gaze returning to the TV, where the news was playing.Isla rolled her eyes as ashe made her way to the TV completely blocking Ryan's view."What now?" Ryan frowned."I'm looking for my shoes remember??" She raised an eyebrow."What relationship does your shoe have..."Got it!!!" Isla exclaimed.Ryan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Common, let's go shall

"We should go," Isla repeated."We should?" Ryan asked, blinking with feigned confusion Isla was already walking.Ryan scrambled to catch up, falling into step beside her with considerably less dignity than he would probably like to admit. For a moment he said nothing. Just kept pace with her, hands in his pockets, stealing glances at her profile every few seconds like she was a weather system he was trying to predict.Isla stared straight ahead her sunglasses firmly in place definitely not thinking about her boss and his girlfriend back there.She could feel his eyes on her."What?" she finally snapped, when she couldn't bear it a second longer."Nothing." Ryan looked forward immediately."That wasn't nothing. You were staring.""I wasn't staring.""Ryan.""I was glancing," he corrected seriously. "There's a difference."Isla exhaled through her nose and kept walking.The street was busy around them. People moving in every direction, bags swinging, conversations bleeding into each o

She walked away like she had somewhere important to be.Darian knew better. He had watched the security guards appear behind her not five minutes ago, had seen the precise moment Isla decided that dignity was the only currency she had left in that situation and spent every last bit of it walking away straight-backed and unbothered.She had nowhere to be that much he knew, or he might have been wrong. But she walked as if she owned the destination.He watched her until the crowd took her. Until the city, indifferent and relentless, folded her into itself and she disappeared completely. Ryan was saying something beside her, gesturing with his hands the way he always did, and Isla wasn't responding. Just walking. Sunglasses on. Spine straight.Gone.Darian turned back.Victoria was already watching him.He said nothing. Simply adjusted the button on his jacket and gestured toward the restaurant entrance. She fell into step beside him without comment, heels precise against the pavement, h