Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Becky didn’t deem it necessary for her to acknowledge Rory’s presence by saying hello. She no longer hated Rory, but she still held a grudge against him.

She had, however, become better at staying calm and ignoring him whenever she saw him.

At least she thought so. It didn’t mean Rory had the same opinion.

Becky frowned as she watched Rory approach her. “You’d better not come closer, Mr. Casper,” she said scathingly. “I don’t want to hear anything more about you and me.”

Her expression was cold as she said this.

Rory even found traces of impatience in her eyes.

It was like a sharp blade, tearing open a crack in his suppressed emotions. They seemed to take this as a cue and instantly welled up within him.

“Are you and Devin together?”

him, the frown firmly in place as she said,

him

that Denise had found. His expression turned cold in response to the coldness in her eyes. “Didn’t you love me a lot,

expected her love to turn into a sharp knife that Rory would

and hurting her without

Great!

flashed a tight, sarcastic smile as she said, “I love a lot of things. What

sketch,” Rory

for a long while before she

finished saying these words when understanding dawned

man before her in disbelief, her teeth gritted. She raised

and Becky’s slap landed with a cracking sound on his face. The sound was especially abrupt in