###Chapter 37 You have more than hate for me

Cindy frowned at the closed room door and muttered, "He's not that bored."

"He has no reason to do that, it's not like I'm his anymore."

Noman lowered her head, her voice muffled, "Cindy, if he's really waiting outside for you, trying to be with you, to break the ice ......"

Snap.

Cindy a pillow thrown over, hit Noman back.

"I think you've really been watching too many idol dramas." Cindy went and washed up briefly and lay down on the bed.

The way Eric looked at her today flashed in her mind.

It seemed, indeed, a little different.

But the next second, Cindy overturned all those strange thoughts.

Either Eric was trying to set her up again, or he couldn't see his ex-wife having a good time, and that damned possessiveness of men was at work.

That's all.

Noman washed her hair and when he came out of the bathroom, Cindy was already asleep wrapped in the covers.

Her light snoring could still be heard in the room.