Chapter 3

I frowned and felt that my impulsive action of showing the tattoo on my arm just now was a bit reckless.

But now that Damian wanted to help me carry things, I might as well let him do it.

When I looked up, I noticed that everyone on the coach was looking at us.

At that moment, I really wanted to flee away at once.

As I turned to look at Damian, I saw that he was holding his head high, and his face was filled with pride.

When I looked back at those people, I found that everyone had the same expression on their faces.

Obviously, they thought of us as a couple.

Damian greeted them briefly, "Hello everyone, I am Damian Banks, Ella's..."

I glared at him, hoping that he wouldn't say anything ridiculous. I didn't wanna be doomed!

The next second, I heard his teasing voice, saying, "One of Ella's boyfriends."

Everyone was in an uproar.

I snatched the needle holder from his hands and urged him to leave.

Damian blinked and whispered in my ear, "Ella, we will meet again."

I blushed for no reason and doubted myself. Could it be that I hadn't been in contact with men for too long that I felt shy when facing Damian?

After Damian left, my closest colleague, Holly Tomlinson, pulled me onto the coach.

The others were still cheering, even more enthusiastically than before.

"Ella, I thought you were gonna be single forever. Well done! You've found a cutie pie."

As soon as I heard this, I got goosebumps.

Single forever? It hadn't even been half a year since we broke up.

I bit the bullet and explained, "He's just my ex-boyfriend."

Everyone fell silent, and Holly asked me next to my ear, "Isn't an ex-boyfriend also a boyfriend? He looks good. Have you ever thought about getting back together with him?"

I almost bit my tongue. I was the one who broke up with him. Why would I get back together with him?

"Nope. Unless my name isn't Ella."