My Mean Boyfriend Had Two Completely Different Faces—So DO I Chapter 09

My Mean Boyfriend Had Two Completely Different Faces—So DO I Chapter 09

The friend watched Reid’s face carefully. 

“But hey, don’t go too hard on her. No matter how much she 

loves you, a girl has her pride. If she plays her cards right tonight, just give her an out.” 

The tension in Reid’s brow finally eased. “We’ll see.” 

Truthfully, Reid was annoyed. He didn’t understand why I was 

being so difficult. 

When he’d come home to that empty living room and saw the 

ring discarded on the table, it felt like a hole had been punched 

through his chest. 

Everyone said I was a pushover. 

Pushover, my ass, Reid thought, remembering the shattered 

vases he’d kicked in frustration. She’s got a hell of a temper. 

All this over one little fight? 

When I arrived at the VIP booth, it was loud. 

Reid was sitting in the center, silent, while Lexi leaned 

intimately against his shoulder. 

Before I could speak, Reid’s friend called out, “Hey, Ella! Took 

you long enough.” 

Lexi acted like she’d just noticed me, quickly pulling away 

from Reid. 

“Ella! Please don’t misunderstand. Reid and I, we’re just…” 

I didn’t have the patience for her. I looked at Reid. “My ID card. 

Give it to me.” 

Reid looked me up and down. 

“What do you need it for?” 

I took a deep breath. “It’s none of your business. We broke up. 

Give it back.” 

The friend tried to play peacemaker. 

“Come on, Ella, don’t be like that. You guys are finally in the 

same room. Stop saying things you don’t mean.” 

Reid’s eyes went cold. He pulled out his card case, took my 

license, and tossed it onto the floor like a piece of trash. It slid deep under the sofa. 

He looked down at me, his voice icy. “Oops. Threw it a bit too 

far. Go get it.” 

I bit back a retort and let out a dry laugh. “Your aim is as 

pathetic as ever, Reid.” 

I knelt down to reach for the ID, but Lexi tripped. Her high heel 

slammed down directly onto the back of my hand. 

“Oh! I’m so sorry, Ella!” she gasped, her voice dripping with fake concern. “I didn’t see your hand there. Are you okay?” 

My hand was throbbing and already starting to swell, but I grabbed my ID first, blew the dust off it, and stood up. 

“I was so busy slapping Reid the other day that I forgot about 

you, Lexi.” 

Lexi shrank back behind Reid. “Ella, you…” 

I swung my hand and caught Lexi across the face. 

“Stop acting like a blind idiot,” I spat. “I’m disgusted just looking at you.” 

Reid grabbed my wrist, his brow furrowing for a split second when he saw my swollen hand, but his voice remained harsh. 

“What the hell is wrong with you? You came here just to pick a fight?” 

I wrenched my arm out of his grip. 

“I’m not that bored, Reid. If I had a choice, I’d never lay eyes 

on either of you trashy people ever again.” 

I turned to go, but Reid’s voice thundered through the booth. 

“Ella Miller, apologize.” 

“If you don’t apologize to Lexi right now, don’t you ever come looking for me again.” 

I looked back at him with a smirk that felt like a blade. 

“As if I care.”