Divorce Clock Ticking by Evangeline Moss

Chapter 77 Angela looked unimpressed. "Give me a break, will you? I really don't like women, and I barely have enough money to support myself, let alone feed you. I'd starve." Barbara snorted coldly, "Boring. There goes my dream of not having to work because of you."

Angela couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, stop joking. I know you too well. You can't stand not working for a day. How could you possibly stay idle at home?"

She chuckled, "That's only because you always reject me. I have no choice but to work hard."

Then, they didn't continue this topic and casually moved on to other subjects.

As they were almost done eating, Barbara stood up. "I'm going to the restroom."

Angela nodded. "Okay."

They patiently waited at the table for the waiter to bring the bill before. But when Barbara didn't see anyone approaching, she decided to look for someone and came up with an excuse for it. As she was about to reach someone, suddenly a man came out from the side and bumped into her.

Barbara stumbled and almost fell, her hat falling off and revealing her delicately beautiful face.

Regaining composure, she quickly picked up her hat, put it on, and walked to the waiter with her head down. "Hello, could you please settle the bill for private room three?"

Owen, who had been watching, was captivated by the glimpse of Barbara's enchanting face, and now he stared intently at Barbara's chin.

If he wasn't mistaken, he thought she should be Barbara, the recent award-winning actress, who looked even more beautiful in person than on TV.

He had always had a thing for beautiful women, having dated several stars in the showbiz. Barbara was his type.

Owen approached her, intending to ask for her Instagram.

Just as Barbara took out her bank card, the waiter said, "Ms. Thomas, the bill for private room three has already been settled."

Barbara paused, then realized that Angela must have paid in advance. "Okay, thank you."

As she turned to leave, she found a man in a silver-gray suit blocking her way.

Owen smiled, "Hello, I'm the person who bumped into you earlier. Sorry about that. I was in a hurry and didn't see you." Barbara looked down with a faint expression. "It's okay."

Seeing her about to leave, Owen smiled, "Can I add you on Instagram? I think I've fallen for you at first sight."

Barbara heard the teasing tone in his voice and looked up at him coldly. "Sorry, I'm a lesbian and not interested in men."

Barbara had

took out his phone to make a call. "Investigate what movie Barbara is currently filming and invest 20 million dollars in

hanging up, Owen smiled, looked away, and

the private room, Barbara looked at Angela with some annoyance. "Didn't we agree

need to save money

them what I earn, and this meal wasn't that

to treat me to coffee later. Lithoria is my place, so I definitely have to treat you there. It's your turn

sneakily pay again next

"Fine!"

out of the private room and bumped into Owen

into Angela there,

Owen's eyes briefly lit up with delight but

understand how Angela

his curiosity, stepping forward with a smile. "Mrs. Sinclair, are

Parker, you don't need to call me Mrs.

surprised to see Owen, was

did he call you Mrs. Sinclair? Don't you love me anymore? I'm so

Angela was speechless.

from others, Angela wanted

shocked, watching Barbara and Angela. Barbara

declared herself a

hadn't believed

Angela was the one she

this later. You should go

looking hurt, replied, "Okay, but call me when you

"Sure."

the restaurant catching up with Barbara

hanging out with

youli

ignore Owen but then asked, "Why did you call Angie Mrs.

if you agree

eyebrow. "Never mind. I'm not

into her car and instructed the driver to leave, not giving Owen a chance to

leave, Owen smiled, thinking, 'She's so hot! I like