Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Devin smiled and ran his hand over Becky’s head as if coaxing a child. “Don’t be angry. What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”

Becky glanced at him but didn’t say anything. After a while, she softened a little as she replied, “No, thanks. I don’t want anything.”

Devin grabbed her hand and before Becky could react, he guided it to slap himself across the face.

The sound attracted people’s attention.

Becky stood there, shocked. When she recovered, she quickly withdrew her hand and demanded, “What are you doing, Devin?”

“Aren’t you unhappy? You are free to vent your anger whenever you feel this way. Don’t hold back.”

Devin paused before continuing, “It might not be convenient for you to vent your anger on Rory when he makes you upset, but you are free to show your emotions in front of me and scold me when I do something wrong.”

Devin had a cool smile on his face as he said this. He somehow looked pitiful.

Becky looked at him and his expression reminded her of what had happened over those three years. She felt sorry and made to apologize. “I am sorry, but I wasn’t angry.”

She was just tired.

angry. You just don’t like me,” Devin said self-deprecatingly. “Let

at him, wanting to say something but couldn’t

the car was filled with

to look at Devin and felt guilty for

knew that Devin just

hadn’t done

for what I did tonight. Good night.” This was the first time he hadn’t exited the car to open

at Devin. She wanted to say something, but all she ended

as it was. After all, she didn’t

got out of the car, umbrella in hand. She pulled on

she realized that she was

to Devin, but he had already driven

and smiled.

so much time and effort