Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Chapter 119

The elevator doors opened and Rory walked out, his expression sour.

The reporters were still there, and when they saw Rory, they surrounded him again. But Rory’s expression was as cold as ice. A reporter made to ask him a question but shrank back at the look on Rory’s face.

Rory walked out of the hotel and got into his car but didn’t drive away immediately.

He remembered what Becky had said ten minutes ago as he had stepped out of the elevator.

In the empty hotel hall, Becky had told the reporters, “I didn’t mean anything else. All I want to know is what a wonderful lady she must be for Rory to have loved her for so many years. I don’t want to be offensive, but I don’t think she is as pretty or as affluent as I am. So it’s beyond my comprehension that he has loved her for such a long time. In any case, I believe that the love that they have is genuine.”

The smile on her lips didn’t budge as she said these words, but her eyes were devoid of all emotion.

The reporters had then spotted him and rushed to surround him and Raina. Becky had just stood there and looked at him, her smile turning cold.

To the onlookers, it seemed like Becky was watching a farce unfold.

Rory didn’t like the mockery and contempt in her eyes.

He became irritated and uncomfortable as he remembered the look. A thorn seemed to be pricking his heart and he couldn’t get rid of it.

He didn’t like this feeling.

Rory lit a cigarette and leaned against the car window.

The smell of nicotine calmed him a little. The calmness didn’t last long, however.

He snuffed out his half-smoked cigarette and drove away.

The car sped along the road.

But Rory soon realized that there was something wrong with the car. He slowed down and pulled over to the roadside.

It wasn’t long before he found that the left tire was flat.

More looking made him realize that more than one tire had been punctured.

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The flat tires annoyed Rory even more. He pulled out his phone, called Lowell, and asked him to have the car towed.

It took Lowell a long time to react when he heard this news.

He had just taken Rory’s car in for maintenance last week. How had it broken down so soon?

Lowell was confused, but he quickly changed his clothes and rushed to Rory.

Becky and Devin had fallen quiet in the car. After a long silence, she turned to look at him and said, “I want to go back.”

“Go back to the hotel?” Devin asked, his eyebrows shooting up in confusion.

Becky nodded. “Yes.”

She paused, looking at the neon lights in front of her, before a faint smile crept up her lips. “I want to go back and see how unlucky Rory has gotten.”

Devin was surprised. When he recovered to realize what she said, he smiled and said, “Great idea.”

He then drove to the next intersection and took a U-turn.

He also wanted to see where Rory’s car was.

That kind of a situation would definitely embarrass Rory.