"Your fiancée is still out there."
Ella didn't even hide the cynicism in her tone. But to Haikal's ears, Ella sounded like a woman who was jealous.
It was true, Ella still liked him. After all, he was Ella's first love. How could Ella have forgotten him so easily?
He didn't think long and thought that every hatred that radiated from Ella's face or out of her mouth was a form of jealousy.
"Isabella, I missed you so much." Haikal looked at Ella with a gaze full of love.
His eyes fell on the face of the woman in front of him. Ella, who had been very beautiful from the start, looked even more attractive after five years.
"Sorry, but I don't."
Ella still smiled as she said that. She was used to using her smile as a tool to pretend, to cover up her true self that she almost forgot what her real smile was.
"You're mad at me, aren't you?"
