All Chapters of Working With My Ex Again: Chapter 21 - Chapter 24

"Knock! Knock!! Knock!!!"Isla stirred from her sleep but didn't move otherwise, her body still heavy with exhaustion."Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!"The knock grew more persistent by the minute, echoing through the quiet apartment like it had a personal vendetta against her peace.Who is that? Isla thought. Couldn't they get a hint?She buried her face deeper into her pillow in order to block out the noise, but it still grew persistent, almost rhythmic now, like whoever was on the other side had made a hobby of it.Still with her eyes closed, she searched blindly for her phone on the bed, her hand patting around until she found it tangled somewhere near her blanket. She turned it on, squinting against the brightness of the screen.11:50 in the morning.She had slept for how many hours? Five. She had only woken up earlier to do her morning routine when Eliza decided that she was awake and no one else was supposed to be sleeping, typical Eliza energy, loud and unapologetic before noon.

A chest. Very hard chest.Isla felt it beneath her palms before she even processed the fact that she had walked straight into an actual human being.Slowly, almost fearfully, she tilted her head upward.Blue eyes met hers instantly. Cold, sharp, and calm.And attached to those blue eyes was a lazy smirk she was struggling to get used to. Mr Blackwell never smiled.Isla’s soul briefly left her body."Mr. Blackwell…" she said weakly. "What are you doing here?"The smirk deepened.Darian Blackwell looked unfairly good standing in front of a luxury store like he personally owned half the city. Dark tailored suit. Expensive watch. Hands casually tucked into his pockets like he didn’t have a single problem in the world.Meanwhile, Isla had just been escorted out of a building ten seconds ago.His gaze slid past her shoulder.Directly toward the security guards still standing near the entrance.Isla felt heat rush into her face so quickly it was almost violent."Oh, that?" she said quickly,