Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 183

Becky returned to her apartment to change her shoes. As she looked at the white flat shoes on her feet, she thought about how she was forced to slap Devin just half an hour ago and couldn’t help but smile.

Devin was really good at chasing girls.

But the last thing that playboys like him had was patience.

Becky shook herself out of these thoughts of Devin and took off her shoes.

She felt much better after what had happened tonight.

She took a shower and soon fell asleep.

But there was someone who had trouble sleeping.

The event that had happened to Denise at tonight’s banquet had been unprecedented for her. It was supposed to have happened to Becky but it had fallen upon her instead. She was fuming as she returned home.

What was worse, Rory had not only refused to help her but had also warned her off from making any more trouble.

Denise couldn’t hold back her anger. She gritted her teeth as she thought of the thing she had overheard and pulled out her phone to make a call.

The night was quiet.

Rory sat on the sofa in the silent apartment, a cigarette between his fingers. His phone was on the table, the picture that Aiken had sent open on the screen.

He took a puff before leaning over and deleting the photo.

By the next morning, the upper class in Courtbush knew about what had happened to Denise at the banquet.

Denise had become a laughingstock. Nobody dared talk about it in front of her, keeping in mind the Casper family’s status. But they weren’t beyond discussing it behind her back.

And almost as quickly, Elmore learned about it. Denise was scared that he would conduct a thorough investigation into it. So she replied stoically, “Rory is investigating it, Grandpa.”

Denise didn’t dare ask Elmore to look into it. After his irritation with Raina, he even proposed to let Becky back into the Casper family.

Yesterday, he had asked Denise if Becky had forgiven her and whether she had put in a good word for Rory at last night’s banquet.

Denise wasn’t stupid. She understood what Elmore was thinking about.

If Elmore found out that she had secretly schemed against Becky, she would receive more punishments.

Denise quit her plan of making trouble for Becky after hearing Elmore’s questions.

However, at lunch with Mara, Denise learned that she had become the laughingstock and her irritation with Becky returned in full force. She decided to take revenge.

Denise’s expression darkened at these sarcastic words and she asked people to post the information that she had prepared.

She couldn’t bear to be humiliated like this!

People online were quite interested in the explosive news that Denise had provided. After all, it was hot gossip about some of the most prestigious families in the city.

In less than two hours, Becky had suddenly become the other woman in Rory and Raina’s relationship.

People also began to attack Only I Know, the comic book that Becky had created. They thought she was shameless to express her feelings for Rory when the latter already had a girlfriend.

Not long after this news was released, people began to comment that Becky deserved to be dumped by Rory. They were attacking her for coming between Rory and Raina.

Becky returned to her apartment to change her shoes. As she looked at the white flat shoes on her feet, she thought about how she was forced to slap Devin just half an hour ago and couldn’t help but smile.

Devin was really good at chasing girls.

But the last thing that playboys like him had was patience.

Becky shook herself out of these thoughts of Devin and took off her shoes. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

She felt much better after what had happened tonight.

She took a shower and soon fell asleep.

But there was someone who had trouble sleeping.

The event that had happened to Denise at tonight’s banquet had been unprecedented for her. It was supposed to have happened to Becky but it had fallen upon her instead. She was fuming as she returned home.

What was worse, Rory had not only refused to help her but had also warned her off from making any more trouble.

Denise couldn’t hold back her anger. She gritted her teeth as she thought of the thing she had overheard and pulled out her phone to make a call.

The night was quiet.

Rory sat on the sofa in the silent apartment, a cigarette between his fingers. His phone was on the table, the picture that Aiken had sent open on the screen.