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.”

of her good friend, who

I’ll look for you once

fun, and have a

didn’t tell Nicole that other than booking a table for

was her best

liked to go to places like these in

Nicole arrived at Stowaway

was in the city center of Moranta. It was

spot for her, a booth on

and

she never imagined that three different

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

three male models were

with a few open buttons, revealing

physiques, but they weren’t the type

want a refund.

pretty lady. The services purchased in advance at our bar

a foreign language, which made Nicole more

forcefully

of Linda, and Nicole grew more displeased with such a

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

server reminded Nicole again with a calm voice as if used to