Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 99
Divorce Has Never Felt This Good
Becky wasnât sure if Devin was indeed the man from that night four years ago.
But she was sure that Rory was a despicable man.
Early in the morning, Becky found that she had several missed calls from Jessie. She figured that Jessie had already found out the truth. As she called her friend back, she couldnât help but mutter to herself that Payne was quite efficient.
However, when the call connected, the first thing Jessie asked was, âBecky, are you still at home?â
Today was Sunday, and Becky was planning to go to the gym.
She raised her eyebrows and asked, âWhy? Whatâs wrong? Someone blocked my door?â
âYou just woke up? You mean you didnât see the messages I sent you?â
Becky pursed her lips. She just couldnât understand what Jessie was trying to say.
So she put the call on loudspeaker and then logged into her account, only to find that she had a barrage of messages from countless people.
More than twenty of the messages were from Jessie. Becky tapped on their chat and immediately saw the screenshot Jessie had sent her: a headline of the entertainment news. She now understood what Jessie meant.
Last night, Rory went to a hotel with his new girlfriend. He didnât leave until two oâclock in the morning. Unbeknownst to him, he and his girl were photographed.
âOh, I see...â A cold smile tugged at the corners of Beckyâs lips.
On the other end of the line, Jessie, who had been holding back her anger for several hours now, finally exploded. âThat fucking bastard! He just never does anything right! You divorced him months ago. It doesnât matter who heâs dating, but why the hell would he go to your apartment after fucking his new girlfriend?â
Even Becky was confused by Roryâs strange behavior. Shrugging indifferently, she mused, âMaybe heâs nuts.â
Becky saw the screenshot Jessie had sent her, and she felt ironic.
It said, âIt seems Roryâs old love is more important than his new sweetheart.â
She had never been Roryâs old love. After all, he never loved her in the first place.
Jessie was trembling with righteous indignation. âFuck that son of a bitch! Anyway, the paparazzi are at your door. Youâd better not go out today. And itâs all that bastardâs fault!â
Becky frowned slightly. She stood up, walked over to the French windows and drew the curtain to look downstairs.
She lived in an upper floor, so she couldnât see clearly if there were paparazzi waiting for her.
Jessie kept on cursing Rory for a while. After a pause, she asked curiously, âWell, Becky, since that son of a bitch made a move first, then we should answer in kind. Babetteâs back. I heard that she lives in that hotel. I seriously doubt that his new girlfriend is Babette!â
Becky chuckled helplessly. âEven if itâs not Babette, we can still be unkind.â
Jessie squealed excitedly. âYou are absolutely right! How about we ask Payne for help?â
Becky didnât refuse. Babette used to provoke her a lot, so she had been thinking of teaching her a lesson sometime. Now was her chance!
âSounds good.â
Looking out the window at the sunny skies, Becky squinted slightly. âWell, Iâm going to take a shower now. Bye!â
âOkay. Iâll call Payne right now!â
After hanging up, Becky read the screenshot again. With a smile, she shook her head wryly. âHe really has a new sweetheart...â
The woman in the photo wasnât Babette. Babette had been Beckyâs sister-in-law for three years; she could recognize her easily.
Although Becky couldnât see the womanâs face clearly in the screenshot, she could still tell that the woman wasnât Babette.
âWhoâs Rory going to pick? Babette, his old love, or his new sweetheart?â