Chapter 1838 The Ex-Fiancé’s Remorse


    Feeling her phone vibrate, Be''s tense heart finally eased. She had designated Elisa as her


    emergency contact when they had gone phone shopping together, a decision that was proving


    invaluable now. Be couldn''t help but feel gratitude for Elisa''s foresight.


    With the SOS message sent, Luke swiftly handled the waiter incident, promptly dismissing the


    unfortunate staff member.


    However, Be wasn''t concerned with the waiter''s fate. Her mind was entirely upied with devising a


    way tomunicate with Elisa without arousing Luke''s suspicion.


    In the meantime, Luke continued to serve the food, and his gaze was locked onto Be''s untouched


    te. His expression held neither warmth nor anger, making it difficult to gauge his genuine emotions.


    He simply inquired, "Why aren''t you eating? Doesn''t suit your taste?"


    Be shook her head. "Not hungry right now."


    Luke smiled, his tone light, "How can you not be hungry? You only had fried noodles for lunch, and


    you''ve been running on empty since leaving the office."


    Be pounded the table, shot to her feet, and red down at Luke, demanding, "How dare you spy on


    me?!"


    Luke wiped his hands and adopted aposed demeanor as if he were a refined young gentleman


    rather than the destitute figure she''d once known. He slowly rose to his feet, casting a shadow that


    loomed over Be.


    "Spying is a strong word. Let''s just say I''ve been quite curious about your recent activities."


    His words struck a nerve, causing a series of unrted events to fall into ce like puzzle pieces,


    leading to a sudden understanding.


    "So, you''re the one who arranged that rented house. And those monthly flower deliveries were your


    doing too?"


    Luke grinned, neither confirming nor denying her usations.


    Be''s chest rose and fell with intensity, yet she knew taking on Luke at this moment was a losing


    battle. She was acutely aware that letting her anger loose now would onlye back to haunt her.


    So, she sat back down.


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    As if finding a middle ground, Be picked up her fork and spoon, focusing solely on the dishes Luke


    had just eaten from—a preemptive move to dodge any potential drugging.


    Noticing this, Luke settled back in his chair, a grin of satisfaction quirking his lips.


    "Smooth escape, huh? Just you?" Be nonchntly inquired with a glint of curiosity in her eyes.


    Luke didn''t dodge the truth but brushed it with a light touch, "You''ve got your bag of tricks, and I''ve got


    my own methods to scale walls. But yeah, I made it out alone."


    He reached across, capturing Be''s hand, brushing off her slight resistance, and ced it over his


    heart. "Prison time is a reflective period. I know I screwed up. Looking back on our moments, I see my


    blindness and foolishness. I let go of someone incredible like you for the sake of a nobody."


    Suppressing her repulsion, Be maintained aposed facade. She''d heard these lines one too


    many times. But in the end, didn''t he betray her and run off with her supposed best friend?


    Be''s brows furrowed, and she pulled her hand away. "Enough of that—let''s shift to discussing our


    coboration."


    Luke''s demeanor shifted momentarily, a hint of unspoken thoughts in his eyes before a ringing phone


    cut off his words.


    Be swiveled around, retrieving her phone from her bag—it was Elisa calling.


    Offering an apologetic nce, she headed toward the door. Yet, outside, Luke''s security detail formed


    an unyielding barrier, obstructing her way.


    With a sigh of frustration, Be retraced her steps into the chamber again. She made her way to the


    window and answered the call.


    Luke stood and approached, mouthing silently, "Turn on the speaker."


    Be shot him an irritated look before answering the call.


    "Hey, Liz. Your timing is perfect. I was just about to ask you for a favor."