Beyond the Divorce

I could tell who they were immediately from their voices.

One was from our dormitory, always trailing behind Michelle-Nana Howell. The other was Michelle herself.

Ivanna grabbed my arm and gestured for me to be quiet.

Nana asked Michelle, "So, what does Chloe do? How did she become so wealthy in just a few years?"

"Nonsense! Just because she can afford these doesn't mean the money is hers." Michelle's tone was dismissive. "As for what she does? I'd say she's a homewrecker." Michelle continued with a scornful tone. "I did some discreet inquiries. Rumor has it that she attached herself to some wealthy guy right after her divorce-a real tycoon." "Really? That fast?" Nana's voice carried a gossipy excitement.

"Hmph! So what? It stirred up quite a fuss, and public opinion is not favorable. After all, she has a child and still trapped a young guy. She's just relying on her looks. "She's like a cougar. There's nothing she can't do. Don't be fooled by her pretentious act. She's quite smart."

Michelle's words were bitter. A leopard cannot change its spots.

Ivanna was visibly angered. However, Michelle wasn't finished yet.

"Maybe she already had an affair with Matthew and made him a cuckold. People say he transferred all his assets when she divorced him, not giving her a penny. Do you think if she's innocent, this could happen? Matthew wouldn't do this if he weren't pushed to his limit. We both know how Matthew is."

"True, that explains her extravagance."

"Extravagant? Nonsense! She's just showing off. However, it's not something to be proud of. It's just a matter of luck. What's the big deal?"

fun, they kick you away. I bet she'll still pretend

We didn't see them sticking together like this back in school," Nana said, her tone

all the same! Birds of a feather flock together. They're just pretending to be rich. I can't stand people like them," Michelle said, lacking any

thing, but

casually

threatening tone.

stand someone like you. At the very least, be grateful for it.

both of them. Nana's face turned white, and she stared at Michelle, then at me, stammering, "I... We weren't

at Michelle, not wanting

you're really

from all sides.

things out of context. Besides, this isn't the place to

entered the restroom. When I came out after using it, Michelle and Nana had

another round of drinking games. Michelle dared not

few more rounds of