Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

“Who told you that?”

Becky climbed out of bed and went to the windows to part the curtains. The sky was still purple, with a hint of orange as the sun crept up on the horizon.

Squinting slightly, Becky grabbed a knitted sweater and put it on. Then she walked to the bathroom in her soft woolen slippers and put the phone on speaker.

“Pictures are being spread of you and your dad holding hands. We ran into Denise and Babette yesterday, so it could be either of them who did this.”

Becky, who was brushing her teeth, just replied vaguely, “I see.”

Jessie didn’t expect to see such ridiculous gossip so early in the morning.

Louisa was the one who showed her the screenshots. The two girls laughed out loud, unable to wrap their heads around the idea that someone thought that Becky’s father was her sugar daddy.

“Do you need me to find out who’s behind this? It’ll be a piece of cake. I can just ask Louisa,” Jessie offered.

Then, after drying up, she picked up the phone and asked meaningfully, “Are you trying to

helping you and satisfying my curiosity

“No, thank

it wouldn’t be long before whoever posted this would

Jessie feel a little disappointed. “Are you

you have too much time on your hands, Jessie?” Becky asked, tossing the phone on the bed. She then sat at her dresser and

so she sighed and said, “No, I’m a very busy person.

other goodbye, they hung

and shook her head helplessly. Then she went to the

only spread in

to Fairway Group to inspect how things were going, even Elvin looked at Becky differently. It was as though he

was his daughter. Then, at noon, his secretary suddenly called him