Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

As Rory drove out of the hotel, he could only turn left or right.

Devin had stabbed Rory’s one tire and Becky had stabbed another tire a couple of times. Rory would have flat tires not long after he started the car.

Devin drove with Becky sitting by his side. At the next intersection, he made a U-turn. But they didn’t see Rory’s car when they reached the hotel. Apparently, Rory went the other way.

Devin drove past the hotel. After a while, Becky saw Rory standing by the road.

Although he had his back turned to the road, Becky could recognize him easily.

“Over there,” Devin said to Becky, pulling over.

“Yes.” Becky nodded. “I can see him too.”

She smiled softly.

Rory was smoking a cigarette when Devin stopped the car next to him. The red light from the cigarette gleaned in the darkness.

out that it was Devin’s car that

window slid down,

at the sight

With a firm hand on the steering wheel, Devin turned

asked with a calm smile, but

ignored him, saying

all, he is an acquaintance.” Devin still sounded cool, watching as the

and narrowed her eyes at Rory’s broken car. Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “What does it have to do

offered Becky a ride, but

that since they were divorced, their problems shouldn’t matter to

had turned them into strangers. Why should he

in the cold wind at that time. He had glared at her through the rearview mirror with a smirk, taking

from Becky, Rory could imagine how she must have felt that day. The chills from

his cigarette firmly. He looked Becky

to Devin, “Let’s go grab something