Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!

After hanging up on Linda, Nicole came to the underground exit of the airport.

She had just hailed a cab when her cell phone rang again.

She assumed it was Linda again.

She answered without glancing at her phone. “Linda Benett, do you not understand English? Are you not done?”

She disliked people who rambled, even more so if it was Linda.

She would even have an impulse to hit Linda if Linda was before her.

But she didn’t know that it wasn’t Linda’s voice on her phone.

It was her good friend, Poppy Wilbank.

“Linda? It’s Lollipop. Isn’t Linda dead?”

Nicole’s gaze froze. “I called you the wrong name. Didn’t I tell you I was going to Moranta? What’s up?”

Nicole’s tightly furrowed brows only relaxed when she heard her best friend’s voice.

But she had been affected by Linda and wasn’t in a good mood.

“I listened to your chatter and realized you’ve been in a bad mood recently, so I got you a table at Stowaway Bar. Enjoy yourself tonight.”

expected of her good

best. I’ll

Have fun, and have a

other than booking a table for her at Stowaway Bar, Poppy had also booked

said and done, Poppy was her best friend and

like

came, Nicole arrived at Stowaway

was in the city center of Moranta. It

had booked the best spot for her, a booth on the deck. She could

and

never imagined that three different male models would

even said, “Hello, pretty lady. This is the special service

models were tall

white shirts with a few open buttons, revealing their muscular

great physiques, but they

want a

lady. The services purchased in advance at our

spoke fluently in a

forcefully

because of Linda, and Nicole

Stowaway Bar has always had such rules. They can leave if you don’t need them, but a refund is

with a calm voice as if