Chapter 1873

"What's so funny? If you've got someone else, you should've told me," Debra sulked. "If you really like her, we can call off the engagement."

Andrew calmly cut her steak as she ranted, "You've always treated me like a kid, never like your fiancée. You've been keeping your distance lately. I get it. You're trying to cut ties so you can marry someone else."

Her nose stung. When she looked up, Andrew was unfazed, having sliced her steak perfectly.

He slid the plate to her, and she demanded, "Did you even hear me?"

"Hmm?" Andrew leaned back, smiling faintly, "Heard every word."

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"I never said I wanted to end it," Andrew said.

Debra froze. "But just now..."

"Miss Howell is a key partner. We were just discussing business," Andrew said, almost amused. "And I never said I liked her."

Debra blinked, stunned.

That was true. She'd spun the whole thing in her head after overhearing the maids.

"But she was your college classmate. They said she had a huge crush on you, and you two were like a golden couple. She even confessed to you," she blurted out.

Andrew nodded. "Yeah, that happened."

"So, you guys were..."

"We never dated. She got married two years ago. We're just business partners now."

"Married?"

Debra was stunned, realizing she had been jealous over nothing.

Barton's reaction at the door made sense now. He knew she was coming but

didn't call her out. If Barton knew, Andrew did too.

Seeing Andrew's smile, she felt exposed. "You knew! You've been laughing at me this whole time! I'm done with you!"

She got up to leave, and he said, "I'm glad."

Debra paused, indignant. "Glad to see me make a fool of myself?"

"I'm glad you didn't just see me as a brother," he said.

He'd worried her feelings were only sibling-like. Her jealousy proved otherwise.

He got up and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

The restaurant's lights cast a soft glow. Debra's cheeks burned, her heart racing.

Erica once said liking another person made one's heart race. It was true.

"My little princess has grown up," he said.