After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 207

She finished off his share too, so no wonder she was about to burst. Honestly, the girl could eat.

After rinsing out the lunch container, Isabella shook off the last drops of water and walked back over. “Should I leave the container here, or take it with me?”

“When are you coming home?” Ethan asked.

“I’m not sure. It might be late. Depends how busy I get.”

Ethan frowned. “I thought you said you had everything ready. What’s left to keep you so busy?”

She shot him a playful look. “You think I’m just working on one show? I have piles of scripts to read and endless meetings with writers. It’s nonstop.”

He snorted. “You talk like you’re even busier than a big-shot CEO. I’d like to see how much money you actually make from all this running around. Just don’t burn through your savings and come crying to me.”

Isabella grinned. “Relax. I’m not coming back in tears. If I run out, I’ll just come home and hug your leg, ask for money, then go right back to chasing my dreams.”

Ethan stared at her. She really did treat him like her own personal ATM.

In her head, Isabella thought, That’s pretty much your only use.

He cleared his throat and switched topics. “It’s been a while since you visited your mom. Don’t you miss her?”

“I’m not a little kid who needs her mom every day. She’s doing fine with the Lane family, I don’t have to worry. As long as she knows I’m happy, that’s all that matters.”

He smirked. “What, do you miss Natalie? Want me to set up a visit?”

Ethan thought about how he’d refused to work with the Lane Group. If he went to their house, Natalie would ask questions, and he hated turning her down. But he couldn’t back out now, not after signing with the Mason Group. Honestly, it was easier to avoid seeing her at all.

“No need. I’m swamped. I might have to go on a business trip soon.”

“Where to?”

“Easton City.”

She was a great cook. She just didn’t want to cook for him anymore.

That thought left Ethan feeling weirdly annoyed.

Isabella hesitated, then tried a new excuse. “We agreed to keep up the act around our families, and play the happy couple in public. Nobody said anything about me tagging along on business trips.”

“If I go with you, I have to put my own work on hold. Who’s going to pay for that?”

Ethan’s mouth twitched. He stared at her for a long moment, then took out his phone and sent her money.

“Check your account. I just sent your compensation.”

“Wow, you’re really something,” she teased. “Always my ATM.”

Isabella opened her phone and accepted the transfer with a grin. “That’s just how we work. You’re the ATM, and I’m the one cashing out.”