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.

mockery and

A thorn seemed to be

didn’t like this

a cigarette and

of nicotine calmed him a

his half-smoked cigarette

car sped along

there was something wrong with the car. He

found that the

him realize that more than one tire

like this, the car would stop

more. He pulled out his phone, called Lowell, and asked him to have the car

Lowell a long time to

in for maintenance last week. How had it broken