Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1157

Emmy’s smile disappeared the moment she looked at the phone in her hand.

She turned around, eyes fixed on the man lying in bed, her expression unreadable.

James was finally catching his breath and rolled over to see her. He spotted Emmy standing by the metal locker, his phone caught in her grip, her gaze cold enough to chill the room. He still hadn’t realized just how much trouble he was in.

He propped himself up and reached out, trying to pull her back to him.

“You done with the call?” His voice was thick with sleep and a lazy kind of affection. “Come here. Stay with me a bit longer.”

Emmy took a step back, dodging his touch. His hand just grazed her shirt before falling empty.

James blinked in confusion, staring at her.

Emmy’s smile was all teeth, none of it reaching her eyes. “Getting calls from celebrities first thing in the morning. Must be nice being so popular, huh, James?”

The pieces finally came together in his head.

A celebrity? She means Mercedes.

His heart gave a jolt, and he snapped awake.

“Emmy, just listen—” He started to explain, but Emmy cut him off.

“I can’t sleep now. I’m heading out.”

She set his phone down, spun on her heel, and headed for the door.

“Emmy!” James called after her.

She didn’t even slow down. If anything, she walked faster.

Left behind, James ran a hand through his hair, frustration clear on his face. He grabbed the phone and pulled up his recent calls.

He stared at the contact name—“Movie Star.” His fingers flew as he edited it, changing it to “Mercedes.”

As soon as he finished, regret hit him like a wave.

He knew he was in the wrong.

Mercedes had been famous for ages, never even changed her number. Years ago, after a bad fight, he deleted her contact. But the problem was, he’d memorized her number long ago, thanks to Jamie. Even after deleting it, he recognized it right away when she messaged him.

Recently, for convenience, he’d saved her number again. He didn’t even think about it, just used the old nickname out of habit. Jamie had added it to his phone back then, and he’d never bothered to change it.

Now, looking at “Movie Star,” he realized just how bad it looked.

James rubbed his temples, about to throw off the covers and go after her. But before he could get up, the door opened again.

Emmy came back inside.

She held a glass of warm water and a pack of pills, her face blank and unreadable.

James felt a surge of hope and rushed to explain. “Emmy, I can explain about the nickname. It’s from way back…”

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