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.

not angry. You just don’t like me,” Devin said

looked at him, wanting to say something but

the way home, the car was

look at Devin and felt guilty for the first

just wanted

done

Becky. “I’m sorry for what I did tonight. Good night.” This was

to say something, but all

as it was. After all, she didn’t

got out of the car, umbrella in hand. She pulled on her coat subconsciously as the wind

pulled, she realized

return it to Devin, but he had already

car and smiled.

it reasonable that Devin, a playboy who had spent so much time and