Flirting With My Ex-Husband

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"I drank a glass of fruit wine." "You really have a low alcohol tolerance." Chris was quite frank.

Scarlett sat down on the sofa directly. Then she looked up at him and asked, "What do you want to ask?" "Your friend's nis Raymond?" Scarlett's hand trembled slightly. "You're really smart." She didn't deny it, but admitted it indirectly.

Chris raised his head and drank up the red wine in the goblet. Then he walked to Scarlet and asked, "Is Raymond your boyfriend or husband?" "My boyfriend." "Do | look like him a lot?" "es." Chris suddenly leaned over, with his head just ten centimeters above Scarlett’s head. He looked Scarlett in the eyes. "How much do we look like each other?" Scarlett looked into his black eyes, without uttering anything.

"Almost the same?" She didn't speak, but Chris asked.

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‘Almost the same.” Scarlett moved a little. Then she turned away, looked at the box of portable cigars on the coffee table, and responded in a low voice. "Yeah." Though she answered in a low voice, there were only Chris and she in the room and they sat closely, so Chris heard her answer clearly.

He twitched the corner of his lips and forced a smile. "So, you regardas your boyfriend's substitute?" When he said, he raised his fingers to deliberately touch the corner of his lower lip that was bitten by Scarlett last night.

Last night, Scarlett lost control and took a hard bite of his mouth. There was a scab on the corner of Chris's lower lip, which was dark brown and clashed with his red lips. Scarlett noticed the scar at a glance.

"Sorry, | was drunk last night." "Really?" With a snort, Chris didn't believe Scarlett's explanation.

Chris didn't speak any more. He stood up and sat down directly beside Scarlett. Then he leaned over to pick up the box of portable cigars on the coffee table, put a cigar in his mouth, and struck a match to light it.

Chris puffed at the cigar, opened his mouth and exhaled the smoke. With a cloud of smoke, he squinted his eyes.

"Do you think I'm Raymond?" Scarlett looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of her. "I hope you are, but | also hope you aren't." She wanted Raymond to be alive, but she didn't want Raymond to becChris.

"You are really greedy." He snorted and blew smoke slowly.

Scarlett smiled. "People are greedy. If you have no other questions, I'll leave, as | still have something to do." "Don't you likesmoking?" Chris didn't answer Scarlett’s question.

Glancing at Scarlett, he directly extinguished the cigar in his hand that was only one-third burned.

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After doing this, he turned to look at Scarlett again. "I had an erotic dream last night." Scarlett frowned. "I don't think our current relationship has reached the point where you can tellwhat you dreamed about. Sorry, | have something to do. I'll go first." Then Scarlett stood up immediately. But just as she stood up and turned around, Chris grabbed her wrist. With a pull, she was dragged towards him.

Scarlett fell back to the sofa again. When she watched Chris approaching her, the smile on her face disappeared completely. She looked at him coldly.

However, Chris smiled suddenly. Then he leaned into her ear and whispered, "The heroine in my dream is you." "You offend me." "I know you're a smart man, and you should know exactly what I'm saying." He let go of Scarlett and leaned against the sofa, staring at her. "You should be checking whether | am Raymond.

But | don't think your people can find out about anything. Let's get straight to the point. Last night was the first tthat | had seen you, but you looked familiar." "I have a good memory. | can remember a deck of cards within ten seconds, but | can't remember who you are. Maybe, you should tellwhat happened to Raymond.

Scarlett was indeed a smart person. Chris's words were very clear. He had a good memory and could remember a deck of cards within ten seconds. He was familiar with her, but he failed to recall her. When these contradictions were linked together, something definitely went wrong.

And the only explanation could be that he had lost his memory.

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