Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2062

"Ha, being called a good guy isn't exactly a compliment."

Beck headed back to the living room, still feeling off, as if someone had him figured out and it didn't sit well with him.

Without giving it another thought, he decided to clear his head and went out to grab a drink with some friends.

After he left, Stella slowly opened her eyes, gazing at the flowers hanging before her, lost in thought.

The conservatory was filled with vibrant flowers that seemed to bloom all year round. Beck, with his playboy ways, really knew how to live it up.

She got up and glanced at her phone.

It was filled with Bonnie's curses and, of course, those bed pictures Bonnie loved to send. Ever since Bonnie started dating Morgan back in college, she enjoyed flaunting their intimate moments to Stella.

The pictures didn't reveal much, just the two of them in bed, arms exposed, clearly taken post-encounter.

Stella had tried blocking her once, but that only led to Bonnie's cronies cornering her.

Despite Bonnie's venomous nature towards her, she was the life of the party among friends, a goddess in their eyes. Anyone who crossed her would find it tough in their circle.

Sadly, Stella had always been on her hit list.

Stella barely glanced at the photo before turning away, her fingers brushing against the flowers beside her, bringing one to her nose. The scent wasn't strong, but it reminded her of Bonnie. With a gentle twist, the flower snapped in her hand, leaving only a trace of its essence on her fingertips.

Twirling the stem between her fingers, she stood up and made a call.

reached out to Alan

"Yes, she has."

together. And drop a copy on the school

checked her bank balance on her

give her that peace

didn't rush back but instead took a

learned from a servant that Beck had hired the best florists to ensure the mansion was always

chuckled, asking

who

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belongs

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man

going on in

his slip, the servant

say it's for Mr. Beck's true

it was all

another flower, her eyes lifting in

not his personal

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up with friends, Beck was on his

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