Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Denise found Rory just sitting there. She pursed her lips as she looked at Becky. She didn’t dare say anything. Aggrieved, she merely lowered her head and chose to remain quiet.

The waiter, who was standing to the side, couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Ramos, wouldn’t these many dishes be a little too much for the three of you?”

Denise’s eyes found Becky again at these words. If it wasn’t for Rory’s presence, she would have told Becky not to push it.

Becky smiled and said, “Oh, I forgot to tell you to pack the dishes I just ordered.”

She paused and looked at Rory before continuing, “My friends are a little busy. They asked me to buy some food and bring it to them. I don’t think you would mind, would you?”

Rory looked at her, his expression unchanging. “That’s okay.”

“Great!” Becky said cheerfully. She then pointed at two dishes and said, “Okay, I want these two dishes. As for the rest, you can ask them.”

Becky was acting like she was the host.

say anything.

a soup

done, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. He had felt the weirdness in the air of this room as soon as he had

placed, the waiter said with a smile, “Please wait

of the room, leaving the three of them to

at Rory and Denise as she asked them, “Do you want to talk about

and pursed her lips before she answered her own question. “I think we should talk after dinner. I’m afraid you won’t be in the mood to

looked at Becky. She was smiling but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Instead, her politeness had a chilling quality to

that their conversation tonight would not be

at her before saying, “Then let’s

Becky smiled. “Okay.”

Even if

in the mood to talk to them. The room was so quiet

broke the long silence as he brought the food