Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Rory looked at Becky. “Why?”

“If I fed a dog for three years, it would wiggle its tail at me. But what else have you done for me except for deceiving me and allowing your family to hurt me?” Becky scoffed contemptuously. “I’m not reconciled, but don’t forget that you owe me this!”

Becky reached out, grabbed the file from his hand, and threw it away in the distance. “So you want to give me money for the three years I’ve spent with you? You must be out of your mind, huh? Get out! Don’t make me say it again.”

The file bag fell to the floor with a thump, sounding just as loud as Becky’s voice in the otherwise silent corridor.

It was the first time that somebody dared to yell at Rory to get out. And it was Becky, of all people.

Rory was about to remark how ungrateful Becky was but stopped at the cold expression on her face. He stared into her eyes and was unsettled at how devoid they were of emotion.

Becky then turned around and went back into her house, slamming the door behind her as she did so.

Rory was left standing there in the corridor, staring at the door.

When she slammed the door in his face, his expression darkened, and he sent it one last glance before turning his back.

for a moment before bending

the car, he couldn’t stop thinking about Becky’s words. Did she just compare

he was out of his

was Stevie’s

open the door and come inside. She had been listening to their conversation just now, and when she saw Becky throwing away Rory’s file,

around

stood there, staring at Becky with a guilty look on her face. “I didn’t eavesdrop,

Jessie. “Oh, then were

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nonsense. “Look, I’m in a really bad mood

stared at her. “How are you feeling?” she

and just poured herself a glass of water. After that, she sat on the

and Rory might be divorced now, but she had loved him for so many years

that could be stopped so easily no matter

lie if she said she wasn’t sad, but the anger in