Chapter 79
My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise
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Madison sat quietly on the sofa for a while. Many thoughts crossed her mind, but soon. her calm demeanor replaced any trace of emotion on her face. She pondered, Just at piece of flesh, there is nothing worth feeling sad about. It was my choice not to undergo surgery, and I can not blame anyone else. Besides, he had not really seen it. Even if he did, he should be the one feeling guilty, so why should I be ashamed? If he had seen it and said those words, it would only make me look down on him. It wasnât my fault, even if I looked hideous, I would not resent herself. Words hurt me once, but if a similar situation arises in the future, I will not let myself be emotional again. As for my future, if I do get married again and the other man says the same things as Leo, it would only mean that my judgment is really flawed. However, if my future Mr. Right doesnât mind, I will not mind repeating the same mistakes to get married.â
Just as Madison was thinking, Leoâs voice came from behind. âI have made some ravioli, for you. Want to cat now?â
âThank you.â Madison stood up
from the sofa, with only a slight hint of redness in her eyes, showing no signs of having cried.
She did not refuse Leoâs kindness and followed him to the dining room. There were already some spices prepared on the table. Leo brought out two plates of ravioli from the kitchen, placing the larger portion in front of Madison.
âI was planning to cook pasta for you so it would be faster. But, thereâs nothing left at home, not even vegetables. So, I just heated some ravioli that was already prepared.â In his heart, he thought, Just serving a plate of boring pasta may look quite unappetizing.
âThank you, Madison politely expressed, âActually, Iâm fine with whatever. Next time, keep it simple, whatever works.â
Leo had furrowed his brows at her polite âthank you,â but upon hearing her mention the ânext time,â he suddenly relaxed. He smiled and said, âNo problem, heating some ravioli is not troublesome.â
Madison didnât say anything more and quietly started eating. These ravioli were probably made by a chef. They were thin skin, thick filling, perfectly seasoned, and they were shrimp ravioli. At least two shrimp in cach, which she quite liked. Plus, she was starving, so the meal was quite enjoyable..
Leo ate quickly. He had only tasted a bit, and after finishing his food, he quietly watched Madison. His dining manners were refined, and he didnât rush. Although Leo. wasnât hungry and had just eaten a plate of ravioli, he couldnât help wanting to add more, but the pot was already empty..
âHave you finished eating? Want to go and have some more?â Madison felt a bit uneasy under his gaze and couldnât help but look up and ask.
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Leo put down his fork. I only prepared these, and I had dinner last night.â Implying. that Madison, who hadnât eaten much, should eat more. She responded with a simple âthanksâ and didnât pay him much attention. However, the atmosphere became somewhat strange. Two people were in the empty dining room, and besides the sound of her eating, there was no other noise, making it quite odd.
When she had almost finished her meal and slowed down, she thought of a topic to break the silence. âWhy did I stay at your place yesterday? Did I drink too much, and Cullen called you?â Thinking of this, Madison felt regretful. If she had known, she wouldnât have gone out for drinks with Cullen and ended up calling her ex after g drunk.
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Leo leaned back in his chair lazily as she questioned, âYou donât remember at all?â
Madison took a bite of the ravioli and shook her head. She had drunk thoroughly and had never gotten drunk outside before. In the past, she had drunk with her brothers during celebrations, but if she got drunk, she would just sleep and nothing else happened. Even when they went out, her brothers never allowed her to drink, strictly prohibiting it. Even the last time she took Joe to Opal Heights Bar, he asked the bartender to serve her only milk. This was the reason she chose to ask Cullen out for a drink instead of her brothers.
She took a bite of a ravioli and waited, but Leo remained silent. Unable to contain herself, Madison raised her eyes and asked, âSo, what happened? Did I do something inappropriate?â
Leo looked at her and suddenly curved his l*ps into a smile. âWhy donât you guess?
Madison snorted lightly. âI wonât guess!â
Leo persisted in asking, âIf Mrs. Palmer did something to me, do you intend to take responsibility for it?â
âForget it if you donât want to tell me.â Madison couldnât be bothered to ask further and focused on her food. Seeing him like this, she knew Leo was unreliable, and she didnât expect him to say anything meaningful. She continued, âAnd also, donât call me that way again. Cullen said you had Morris handle the paperwork yesterday. Itâs been at workday, so our documents should have been changed. In the past, I didnât correct you because we did have that relationship in name, even if the marriage wasnât so wonderful, it was legally recognized. But now itâs different, and donât keep using that title to tease me. I donât mind, but in case you get used to it and Sally hears one day, it wonât be good.â
She said it sincerely, with a look of a good farewell. Leo lowered his eyes and remained. silent. The atmosphere at the dining table quieted down again. Until Madison almost finished her plate of ravioli, a low and slow voice came from the man. âYou didnât do
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anything. You slept like a baby after getting drunk, impossible to wake up. Cullen didnât know your address, so he called me and brought you over. As for that titleâ¦â He paused. stood up, and began to clean up the plates and forks. âMorris was busy yesterday, so Iâm sorry, Mrs. Palmer. The documents probably havenât been changed yet, so donât rush to get rid of this identity. As for worrying that Iâve gotten used to calling you that, donât bother, Mrs. Palmer. I wonât trouble you.â The words âMrs. Palmerâ were deliberately emphasized.
Madison was shocked. She stared at him with her mouth slightly open and thought to herself, âWhy does this da mn man always go back on his word? He does whatever he wants!â
Leo looked at her stunned expression, and the curve of his l*ps deepened. But the next moment, the smile froze on his face. He saw Madison close her eyes in frustration and let out a wail, âSince you didnât change the documents, why did I go out for drinks? I got drunk for nothing, embarrassing myself!â
Leo gritted his teeth as he spoke up. âIs that all you can think of?â
Madison gave him a disdainful look. âThen what else should I think about?â
âFine! Fine! You get another chance to celebrate it again. Isnât that better?â Leo was infuriated. He turned around, not even bothering to clean up the spice jars left on the table..
Madison felt utterly puzzled and wondered, âIt was you who initiated the divorce, arranged for the procedures, and now you are getting angry?â
Adhering to a sense of courtesy after being treated to a meal. Madison wiped the table and took the spice jars back to the kitchen. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke up. âLeo, are you angry?â
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The man washed the plates, his face cold and silent. There was no need to say, it was evident he was still upset. Madison sighed softly, pondered for a moment, and then suggested, âHow about this, you celebrate first next time. Once youâre done, Iâll go t mine. Does it sound alright to you?â As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of shattering ceramics echoed.
âCelebrate?â The man sneered coldly, glanced sideways at her, and asked in an agitated. tone, âYou tell me, what am Iâcelebrating?â
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