Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Chapter 120

As Rory drove out of the hotel, he could only turn left or right.

Devin had stabbed Rory’s one tire and Becky had stabbed another tire a couple of times. Rory would have flat tires not long after he started the car.

Devin drove with Becky sitting by his side. At the next intersection, he made a U-turn. But they didn’t see Rory’s car when they reached the hotel. Apparently, Rory went the other way.

Devin drove past the hotel. After a while, Becky saw Rory standing by the road.

Although he had his back turned to the road, Becky could recognize him easily.

“Over there,” Devin said to Becky, pulling over.

“Yes.” Becky nodded. “I can see him too.”

She smiled softly.

Rory was smoking a cigarette when Devin stopped the car next to him. The red light from the cigarette gleaned in the darkness.

When Rory turned and found out that it was Devin’s car that had pulled over, his face darkened.

Slowly, the window slid down, revealing Becky’s face.

She seemed indifferent at the sight of him.

“Hello, Mr. Casper.” With a firm hand on the steering wheel, Devin turned the car around for a better view. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Is your car broken?” he asked with a calm smile, but Rory could sense the sarcasm in his tone.

For this, Rory ignored him, saying nothing.

“Becky, how about we give him a ride? After all, he is an acquaintance.” Devin still sounded cool, watching as the cigarette smoke puffed out of Rory’s nostrils.

Becky leaned forward and narrowed her eyes at Rory’s broken car. Her lips curved into a mischievous smile. “What does it have to do with me?”

More than a month ago, Becky’s car had broken down, and Rory and Aiken had happened to pass by. Aiken had offered Becky a ride, but Rory had told Aiken to drive on, saying that her situation had nothing to do with him.

He believed that since they were divorced, their problems shouldn’t matter to each other.

She had said that their divorce had turned them into strangers. Why should he care about a stranger?

Rory had been satisfied seeing Becky shivering in the cold wind at that time. He had glared at her through the rearview mirror with a smirk, taking delight in her misfortune.

Hearing the same words from Becky, Rory could imagine how she must have felt that day. The chills from the wind ate into his skin, and he shivered uncontrollably.

Rory’s hand trembled and he struggled to hold his cigarette firmly. He looked Becky in the eye.

Becky looked away and said to Devin, “Let’s go grab something to eat. I’m hungry.”

Devin recalled what had happened to her that night. He now understood why she wanted to come back to see how Rory suffered.

It seemed that his future girlfriend was quite vindictive. But he loved the way she was. She wasn’t a pushover, and this was a good thing.

Devin looked back at Rory and said, “I’m sorry I won’t be able to give you a ride. I can’t disobey the wish of my future girlfriend. Bye!”

Slowly, the car drove off.

The sight of Rory from the rearview mirror gave Becky an instant feeling of satisfaction.

As the car sped on, memories of the past flooded Becky’s mind.

Rory watched the car until he could see it no more. He had mixed feelings. The cigarette in his mouth had lost its taste.

He knew they did it on purpose. But such realization didn’t make him feel any better.

Standing there, Rory felt frustrated.