Chapter 71
Marcus was like, âJust spit it out if you have something to say â
Ryan approached Marcus, whispering all mysteriously. âI saw your wife and her boyfriend chowing down at this joint too, wanna go say hi?â
Marcus turned his head and sure enough, there they were, the couple he couldnât stand, chatting away all happily
Tm outta here âMarcus bolted up and left, no way he could dine with them around
Ryan quickly followed, smirking like a jerk, âCâmon Marc, you guys were once married, just break up and make peace. You ainât the only cuckold out there, no need to be embarrassed Marcus snapped, âDid you tell her about the divorce proceedings tomorrow?â
Ryan whipped out his phone, 711 do it now. Chill, as long as sheâs in Rosenberg, she ainât going anywhereâ
Cornelia was having a blast with her buddies when her private phone suddenly rang
She picked it up, it was Ryan, âMs. Stewart, I forgot to tell you earlier, you and Mr. Artis have an appointment at 9 am tomorrow at Waterside District for your divorce proceedingsâ
Cornelia replied, âAlright.â
Abigail and Zack asked, âWhatâs up?â
Cornelia grinned, âOne of the three best things in life.â
Abigail blurted out, âA promotion, a raise or your husband kicking the bucket?â
Cornelia broke out a laugh, âWell, the lawyer told me to get the divorce down tomorrow. Iâm about to get single!â
Zack chimed in, âThese good news just keep coming! We gotta celebrate big time tonight.â
Cornelia agreed, âSounds good, letâs have a couple drinks!â
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Before they even started drinking, Corneliaâs private phone rang again. She saw it was her grandma calling and raised an eyebrow, âHey grandma, Iâm out having dinner with Zack and Abbyâ
An unfamiliar voice came through the phone, âIs this Cornelia? Your grandma is seriously ill, sheâs in Rosenberg Hospital right now.â
There were no flights to Rosenberg that night, so Cornelia booked the first flight the next morning.
After a twoâhour flight, the plane landed safely at Rosenberg Airport.
Cornelia had been worried sick all night and now her mind was a mess
As soon as she got off the plane and turned on her phone, a call came through.
Scared it was bad news, her hand shock as she answered, âHelloâ¦â
It was Ryanâs voice, âMs. Stewart, you and Mr. Artis were supposed to be at Waterside District at 9 a m. for your divorce proceedings. Itâs past 9 now, where are you?â
Ryan was really worried, if this got screwed up, Marcus would definitely blame him.
Cornelia let out a sigh of relief, as it wasnât bad news about her grandma. It took her a few seconds to remember she had agreed to the divorce proceedings today, âSorry, Iâve been really busy lately, letâs reschedule another day.â
Ryan thought he was screwed.
Marcus glanced at his watch, Tm giving you one hour. If sheâs not here in an hour, you figure it out.â