Chapter 4Trash-Talking My Ex on the Train... Right Next to His Dad

It ended before it even started?

I turned my head to look at him, my eyes filled with utter astonishment.

He lay beside me, a look of profound frustration and regret on his handsome face.

Me: "..."

I tried to hold it in. For a few seconds, I thought about the saddest moments of my entire life, desperately trying to keep the corners of my mouth flat.

But they twitched upward anyway.

Finally, I couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into loud laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHA!

"That's it?! That's it?!"

Hearing my blatant mockery, Liam's face flushed a deep crimson.

After a few minutes of agonizing silence, he pulled me closer with a look of pure, unwilling determination. "I don't believe it. Let's go again! Give me one more chance!"

I was laughing so hard I was shaking. I felt his hands starting to roam again, but I didn't even try to stop him.

Whatever, it was only going to be a few minutes anyway.

It wouldn't even be enough time for me to finish laughing.

But before he could actually get started again, we were interrupted.

From outside the hotel room door came the booming voice of his mother.

"Son! Mom booked an appointment for you with a urologist!

"Let's go get you checked out!

"Stop ruining that poor girl's life!"

Hearing this, Liam's face turned as dark as a storm cloud.

And I completely lost it, roaring with laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"