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.

added a soup and a

waiter breathed a sigh of relief. He had felt the weirdness in the air of this room

order had finally been placed, the waiter said with

out of the room, leaving the three of them

looked at Rory and

her cup down and pursed her lips before she answered her own question. “I think we should

was smiling but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Instead, her politeness had a

sure that their

before saying, “Then let’s talk after

Becky smiled. “Okay.”

Even if

to talk to them. The room was so quiet that one could hear the sound

waiter broke the long