Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

As the CEO of a large and prosperous company, Stevie had a tight schedule all day long. It had taken him a lot of effort to spare some time to come to Courtbush to see his precious daughter, Becky. Little did he know that something so unexpected would happen in his short trip.

Stevie had to attend an important dinner the following day, so he had to leave Courtbush that night. Otherwise, he would’ve waited for Talia to find out who had made up the rumor about his so-called mistress so that he could confront them with Becky.

But Stevie not only had an important dinner but also an important meeting the following day. He had no choice but to leave after dinner.

There was a company party that same night, so Becky couldn’t send Stevie to the airport.

Before Stevie left, he instructed Talia to tell him the second she found out who was responsible for the rumor.

After bidding Becky goodbye, Stevie got in the car that had been waiting at the gate of the hotel.

Becky got in Talia’s car and the two headed to the dinner party.

It was still cold in Courtbush in early March, and the wind that night was a little chilly.

Becky wore a long, dark brown strapless dress and a brown wool overcoat. When the car pulled to a stop at the gate of the venue, she took off her overcoat and strode inside, her black heels clicking against the floor.

party were businessmen. So Becky wasn’t

to see Rory’s opinion regarding the mistress incident.

in him too many times that she was used

indifferently and smiled. Then she walked into the hall, a flute of red

wasn’t that extravagant. Instead, it was

just above her ankles, showing off the classic gold anklet from the Amelia’s. Under the lights, the diamonds inlaid in the anklet

with a group of men. The smile on her red lips made him feel inexplicably

a good wife for three whole years. It hadn’t even been a full year since their divorce,

ago. If it hadn’t been for that night, she wouldn’t even have been lucky enough to be his wife in

wine in his glass

these kinds of profitable social activities. Moreover, she had come

wildfire. A famous playboy, Sean Courtenay,

Devin was also a playboy, he at least had some semblance

a

answered perfunctorily, “Thank you, Mr. Courtenay. My friend’s over there.