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"You're right. I did that on purpose. And that is, I want to make Zaira jealous," I said, frankly.
I saw a little shock on his face, but you also changed immediately.
"To make Zaira jealous." A little smile slipped out on the corner of his lips as he shuffled his gaze at the teapot.
"Do you think what you did is..."
"Do you know about me, don't you?" I cut his line.
He looked at me but didn't speak.
"Do you know about my relationship with Zaira, don't you?" I asked him again.
"Your relationship with Zaira? Why? What's your relationship with her?"
What!? So he knows nothing about that?
I don't think so. It doesn't look like it. I have these feelings that he knows something.
"I guess you know."
"To be honest, I don't know. Zaira told me nothing about you. But that was before.
