Beyond the Divorce

The waiter brought us drinks, fruits, and some grilled meats.

I guided Mia to the small living room where the rest of us ladies gathered, while the gentlemen indulged in drinks.

Since their arrival, Ross and Atlas had been talking nonstop.

Ivanna glanced at Trinity and remarked, "No wonder you've softened and become more feminine. Looks like your boyfriend is quite the charmer."

Trinity shot Ivanna a look. "Are you interested again?"

We all turned to look as Ivanna replied nonchalantly, "Don't flatter yourself. He doesn't suit me, and I know what I want. Jared is enough for me, and I'm unwavering to the end." "That's quite the personality. No wonder Jared is so committed," Trinity commented.

"I love hearing that I've got charm too. But..." Ivanna deliberately trailed off, looking at Ross. "Your man, though..."

"What about him?" Trinity asked Ivanna.

"He's better for you than Jared," Ivanna exclaimed breathlessly. "Jared suits me perfectly."

As soon as she said that, we all burst into laughter. Trinity even blushed a little.

"It seems women are at their most beautiful when they're in love. Look at her, she's blushing. It's clear she's fallen in love," Ivanna said.

Ivanna disdainfully. "You're going too far, making it seem

more feminine. Love really does soften even the

far. It's not like I wasn't feminine

immediately looked at the rest of us for confirmation. "Can any

said, "Ivanna's right, Trinity. You used to be sharp and

heartless," Ivanna added, "But no one dared

say that now?" Trinity said coldly. But

your friend, right? I can say a few things about you. What can you

You can't

you secretly enjoy it.

never expected, right? Otherwise, why would

just biased toward

at Trinity and

gentlemen seemed to be getting along

Their gathering could easily

be the weakest among them. Atlas and Oliver's influence were self-explanatory, while Ross's status was

though he was

younger generation

high, far surpassing Ernest's. Jared belonged to the top echelons of the covert profession, a league beyond Ernest's

engrossed in conversation