Divorce Has Never Felt This Good novel 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.

“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.

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.