Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 560

Sylvia took a sip of the drink Emily brought her. After a few seconds, she finally said, "If I were you, I would just call him. Otherwise, don't expect a call from him today." Sylvia sounded mysterious.

"We need to find an appropriate time to do it. What's more, we have to come up with a reason to ask him out."

Her speech was interrupted by the sound of an incoming call. Emily noticed the phone screen that lit up and realized it was hers.

Speak of the devil! The call was from Sam.

"Sylvia, Sylvia, Sylvia," Emily shouted incessantly.

She waved the phone in front of her friend.

"Well?! What are you waiting for? Pick it up!" It was safe to say, Sylvia was just as anxious.

Emily hurriedly swiped on the screen.

"Hello," she said as calm as she could.

"Hello, this is Sam," he greeted after a short pause.

"Yes, I know. What's up, Sam?"

Right off the bat, Emily wanted to slap herself as soon as those words came out of her mouth. Why would she ask that question?

"Oh, No. I'm not interrupting you, am I?"

"Don't worry, I'm in the middle of something but I have spare time."

"Oh, really?" Emily had no clue what to answer.

"Well, are you free tomorrow?"

"Yes, of course."

"Is MH Road very close to where you live?"

"Yes, it is!" Emily answered with too much excitement.

"How about we meet at the western restaurant on MH Road tomorrow? What time are you free?" asked Sam expectantly.

"Sounds great! I am free all day."

"Well, let's meet at ten o'clock in the morning. Sounds good?"

"Yes! See you tomorrow, Sam."

"Bye, Emily. See you."

The call ended and Sam was pleasantly satisfied with their conversation.

He went over what he had said and. At this moment, he felt relieved.

All of a sudden, Sam realized he hadn't suggested to go by Emily's place and pick her up. Indeed, she was a girl. Was it wrong not to do that?

As a matter of fact, Sam noticed he had never had such trouble in the past when it came to asking a girl out. He was feeling incredibly anxious. He wanted everything to go as planned.

"Sylvia! Ah--," cried Emily excitedly. After the call, she felt on cloud nine.

"Hush down! Hush down!" Sylvia held her hand in a bid to calm her nerves.

Unfortunately, Emily's scream had already attracted many customers' attention.

"Sam asked me out," she said, still unable to process what had happened minutes ago.

"Yes! I know! I can't believe it either." Sylvia was just as excited after she witnessed the romantic arrangement.

"And you said he wouldn't call me today!" Emily reminded her of what she had said. She stuck her tongue out as she boasted in front of her friend.

"Okay! I guess I may have spoken too soon." Sylvia smiled shyly, the color red soon invading her cheeks.

She couldn't believe that Emily, who was still immersed in her emotions, would take her comment so seriously.

"Your predictions were off today!" She scowled at her friend.

"Well, enough about me! Who was the one feeling sorry for herself before the call?" Sylvia teased her back.

"Do you think I should get some new clothes?" Emily wondered, already picturing what their date would be like.

"What do you want to buy? I mean, you're just going out for a bit."

"This is serious business! It is an important date!"

"Okay then! Let's go shopping!"

Without further ado, the two of them walked out in search of the best date outfit.

"This one, this one, and this one. Try them on." As if this was a matter of life and death, Sylvia ordered her friend to try on some of the clothes she had carefully selected.

In fact, Emily trusted her friend's taste very much. All of the items looked nice, so without thinking it twice, she grabbed them all and took them to the fitting room to try them on.

Emily was a good-looking woman. Her silky hair, black as charcoal, travelled down her slender neck and rested on her smooth shoulders. Her skin, which was milky-white, looked even more inviting in the white peasant dress she had just put on.

The dress was a tight fit. What was more, the belt on the waist highlighted her silhouette and made her look ravishing.

The next item she tried on was a bubble skirt. Its hemline was decorated with a variety of gems. This detail would make her outfit look luxurious and lively. The fabric wrapped her two legs perfectly.

"You look so beautiful. This skirt suits you very well."

With their eyes wide open, the two looked over and found themselves in the company of a handsome young man.

"Well, you have a good taste in fashion," said Sylvia.

"The outfit's not what's stunningly beautiful here, but the person who wears it," the young man added.

"Sylvia..." Emily called anxiously for her friend. The color red was slowing creeping in her face.

Being praised by a stranger made her feel utterly embarrassed. Even though he was giving her a compliment, it felt as if he was making fun of her.

"All right, all right. Let's try another one. Shall we?" Sylvia understood what Emily meant.

"Don't look at her, please. My friend is a bit shy," she advised the man as soon as the embarrassed lady entered the fitting room.

"Miss, may I have your phone number?" The man seemed confident.

"Sorry, but no," Sylvia refused politely.

"Okay, then. Bye." He gave a final smile and walked away slowly.

After the two friends picked up the clothes, they went on to buy some accessories for Emily.

"I'm going to get a full set." She was happy with her decision.

It was already dark when the girls finally finished shopping.

"Emily, is he aware that you like him so much?"

"I don't have a clue, but it doesn't matter. If he doesn't like me now, I'm sure he will fall in love with me in the future."

"Yes, you're right. Don't forget to talk more tomorrow."

"I know. I'll remember."

"You're stunning. It will be impossible for him not to fall in love with you. Well, good luck!" Sylvia hugged Emily.

Suddenly, she felt a little sad.