Hearing that, Jamie raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes.
Aaliyah stared at Ellen for a while.
Aaliyah thought, the woman Jamie has feelings for is indeed pretty.
The outer corners of her eyes are long, and she is wearing light professional makeup. She is dressed like an ordinary white-collar worker, yet she manages to be attractive at the same time.
Aaliyah smiled, "Jamie, I thought you didn't like women. To my surprise, this is your type."
Her last sentence was extremely harsh in Ellen's ears.
Before Jamie smiled, Ellen retorted, "I am not."
Jamie's expression froze instantly.
Aaliyah smiled kindly, "Don't get mad. I was just joking with Jamie."
Then Aaliyah pulled a chair and said, "Jamie, what a coincidence. Now that we've bumped into each other, why don't we share a table?"
Jamie didn't agree or disagree.
Ellen clenched her hands which were under the table.
