No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

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.”

her good friend,

me best. I’ll

Have fun, and have

tell Nicole that other than booking a table for her at Stowaway Bar, Poppy had

said and done, Poppy was her best friend and understood her

to places like these in a

time came, Nicole arrived at Stowaway Bar on

the city center of Moranta. It was decorated

spot for her, a booth on the

snacks and beverages were

never imagined that three

said, “Hello, pretty lady. This

three male models were tall

shirts with a few open

but they weren’t the type she

want a refund. I

sorry, pretty lady. The services purchased in advance at our bar

in a foreign language, which made Nicole more

you forcefully

today because of Linda, and Nicole

such rules. They can leave

calm voice as if used to