Beyond the Divorce

Seeing Mia, both of us remained as composed as ever. I waved for her to come over and sit down. She came over gracefully and sat across from me. I chose a quiet window seat with a good view.

"I thought you were at home resting and nurturing the baby?" After setting her bag aside, Mia sat down and drank some of the tea I had poured.

"Hey! I'm not that delicate," I said indifferently. "I'm in excellent shape. No need for rest."

"You truly are a winner since you managed to snag the most influential man and get into the most esteemed family. Your pregnancy is remarkable without a doubt!"

Mia looked at me, her tone filled with envy and jealousy.

"Actually, what's meant to be will be. For me, luck always seems to favor me." I said it with a smile while looking at Mia. "You're not bad either. You act quickly by aiming for a big project, but isn't it a bit rushed?" "What do you mean?"

I saw a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"The Old Bourdamun project!" I said bluntly.

returning to her usual smile. "It

happy!" I looked at her

pretended

if you like them or not. Take a look. If you don't like them, you

she said, as if

wouldn't have told you about my plans Sofrankly. Good projects naturally have competition! That's what proves the value

heard a joke, with a hint of disdain in

compete

smiled faintly. "Are you

glanced at her and ate gracefully. "I never easily give up on things I

too greedy! You've taken over New Bourdamun, and now you want to take over Old

tissue, dabbed at the corners of my mouth and said, "After all, I've been preparing for

and finally

we'll stop trying hard and give in to each other. You've done