Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Chapter 142

It was night time.

Rory stopped his car but didn’t get out of it immediately. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He rolled down the window and looked at the documents on the passenger seat. After a long time, he reached out to take the file, opened the door, and got out.

This was the second time he had come to see Becky.

Becky was exiting the bathroom after a shower when the doorbell rang.

At the sound, Jessie, who had been playing games on her phone, looked up at her and asked, “It’s so late. Is it Devin again? I must say he loves you deeply!”

Becky spared her a dry glance before opening the door.

Her smile faded as she saw the man standing at the door. “What are you doing here?”

Jessie poked her head out and also saw Rory. She stood up from the sofa in a flash and ran to Becky. “Close the door!” she demanded.

Jessie always disliked Rory. She had tried her best to hold back her anger when Becky had been married to him. But now that they were divorced, Jessie didn’t have to be polite anymore.

Jessie reached out, making to close the door in Rory’s face.

“I want to talk to you, Becky,” said Rory.

“Talk about what? With you? I can talk about life and dreams with Becky, and Devin can talk about love with her. You have no business talking to her and you are not welcome here, Rory. Please leave,” Jessie said, but she was also afraid of him.

Rory glanced at her lightly. She felt unable to speak as if there was something stuck in her throat.

Becky looked at Jessie and said, “You’d better go back in, Jessie.”

Jessie glanced at Rory as she said, “No. What if he beats you?”

Becky pulled Jessie’s hand away from the doorframe and pushed her back into the house. She then stepped out, closing the door behind her.

She was in her loose home clothes since she had just taken a shower. The moment she walked out, Rory could smell the fragrance of her body wash.

Rory recalled what Jessie had just said. “I can talk about life and dreams with Becky, and Devin can talk about love with her.” When he had taken Raina to the hospital this afternoon, Devin had exited the hospital, Becky in his arms.

He wondered if Becky and Devin were in a relationship now.

“You have five minutes.”

Becky’s words brought Rory back to reality. He came back to his senses and handed the file to Becky. “I will give you the villa in West Mountain, the apartment in River Apartment, and 3% of the increase in the value of my assets during the three years of our marriage as compensation.”

Becky blinked at the file in front of her. “Compensation?”

She looked up at Rory, a comprehending smile dawning over her. “Is this because of Raina?”

Rory didn’t answer her question. “We are divorced. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. I don’t want these things to happen again.”

“If I remember correctly, the market value of the villa in West Mountain is about ninety million dollars right now. And I’m guessing that the apartment in River Apartment is worth about thirty million dollars. Your assets have increased in value over the past three years. That must be at least five billion dollars. Three percent. That’s about one hundred fifty million. So you are going to give me at least three hundred million dollars in all. How generous you are!”

This was not the first time Rory had seen Becky smile, but this time, it stung him. He frowned and said, “I know you are not reconciled.”

Becky’s smile vanished instantly at his words.

There was ice in the gaze she directed at him. “You know I’m not reconciled? Do you know why?”