Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

The elevator doors opened and Rory walked out, his expression sour.

The reporters were still there, and when they saw Rory, they surrounded him again. But Rory’s expression was as cold as ice. A reporter made to ask him a question but shrank back at the look on Rory’s face.

Rory walked out of the hotel and got into his car but didn’t drive away immediately.

He remembered what Becky had said ten minutes ago as he had stepped out of the elevator.

In the empty hotel hall, Becky had told the reporters, “I didn’t mean anything else. All I want to know is what a wonderful lady she must be for Rory to have loved her for so many years. I don’t want to be offensive, but I don’t think she is as pretty or as affluent as I am. So it’s beyond my comprehension that he has loved her for such a long time. In any case, I believe that the love that they have is genuine.”

The smile on her lips didn’t budge as she said these words, but her eyes were devoid of all emotion.

The reporters had then spotted him and rushed to surround him and Raina. Becky had just stood there and looked at him, her smile turning cold.

To the onlookers, it seemed like Becky was watching a farce unfold.

like the mockery

thorn seemed to be pricking his heart

like

and

a

snuffed out his half-smoked cigarette and

sped

with the car. He slowed down and pulled over

he found that the

that more than one

the car

Rory even more. He pulled out his phone, called

long time to react when

just taken Rory’s car in for maintenance last week. How