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?"

full of bitterness. "Men, all the same. After having their fun, they kick you away. I bet

seems to be close to Ivanna now. We didn't see them sticking together like

pretending to be rich. I can't stand people like them," Michelle said, lacking

you like? Whether you like someone or not is one thing, but pretending you don't want to be them? That's low. Isn't the

casually but

threatening tone.

it like a hungry wolf! I can't stand someone like you. At the very least, be grateful for it. Why is your mouth

them. Nana's face turned white, and she stared at Michelle, then at me, stammering, "I... We weren't talking about you. W-We didn't think

at Michelle,

her. "Michelle, you're really working

from all

context. Besides, this isn't the place to

that, I entered the restroom. When I came

another round of drinking games. Michelle dared not look

a few more rounds of