Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 162 Come Down

The phone rang and stopped.

Margaret picked up her phone and took a quick look it was Scarlett calling.

Although she and Scarlett had known each other since they were young, they were not very close. The last time Margaret and Scarlett went shopping together was when the latter was at the Ziegler residence. The two of them had said it out of courtesy, but Scarlett took it seriously and asked Margaret to go shopping.

However, after that, Margaret realized that Scarlett did not want to go shopping with her. Instead, she wanted to know more about Harry’s ex-wife, Yuliana.

Margaret did not like Yuliana either. Hence, she exaggerated while telling Scarlett about Yuliana.

“Marge, are you still in Romdale?” Scarlett asked.

“Yes”

Margaret controlled her emotions, but her tone was still very cold and stiff.

In an instant, Scarlett could hear that Margaret was in a bad mood. “Marge, what’s wrong with you? Did something happen to you?”

“I’m fine!” Margaret snapped. She was extremely annoyed.

Of course, she did not want to tell Scarlett about it

Recently, the photos she had posted on Instagram were secretly showing off her romance. Scarlett must have seen them as well. That was why she knew Margaret was in Romdale.

“If I tell Scarlett about it, I wonder how she will make fun of me in private,” Margaret said inwardly.

Upon seeing that Margaret refused to say anything, Scarlett did not continue asking questions. Scarlett saw the man in Margaret’s Instagram video and thought he looked handsome. However, with just a glance, Scarlett knew he was a playboy

Only Margaret would fall for a man like that.

“Marge, when will you come back to Juxshire?” Scarlett asked.

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Scarlett was silent for a few seconds before changing her tone. She sounded depressed and was not in a good mood

Upon hearing that, Margaret’s voice softened a little. “What can I do for you?”

I spent most of my time abroad and only have a few friends back home. I don’t know who to talk

Scarlett said, Margaret

not the legal wife. It was rumored that Margaret’s mother was a homewrecker and had taken over her father’s legal wife’s position. Thus, the girls in her circle were only close

fun of Margaret behind

Scarlett to treat her as a real friend. The former was somewhat touched and asked, “What

stammering and did not make it clear. Nevertheless, Margaret could also feel that it had something to do

Harry. Was

responded, “I’ll contact you in a couple

meal when you’re back,”

absentmindedly hummed in response

Yuliana with Christopher that day. Thus, she could not hold back and hit Yuliana. Margaret was certain that a man like Christopher never liked shrewish behavior, which was why he

her marry Christopher. I bet it’s most likely a momentary novelty, and he’s just playing with

felt much better at

give up just like that.

the evening, Margaret went to

with the fast pace of Juxshire, Romdale was much slower and could even be described as laid-back

not inferior to Juxshire’s-especially during the night. There was

two glasses of alcohol. The way she dressed was suitable for a place like a club. As soon as she stepped onto the dance floor, many men gathered around

status. She was

She went to the bar and ordered another glass of alcoholic drink. Margaret sat there and drank

“Ms. Zielger.”

voice rang out.

and realized that it was a chubby man. He was so plump that she felt like the oil in

disgust and retract her gaze. Margaret took a sip of wine and suppressed

the backrest of Margaret’s barstool and smiled, “My last name is Foster.

“Mr. Solace,” she looked at

that he was not that disgusting

mean Christopher?” Margaret asked.

nodded with a

sized him up for a while and said, “Why don’t

remember a man whose last name was

self-depreciatingly, “Maybe I

Margaret snorted and drank

down from Margaret’s face. Then, his gaze fell on her exposed chest.

figure was slightly chubby. At that moment, she was wearing a bodycon knitted spaghetti strap dress with a leather jacket. The leather jacket hung loosely around Margaret’s

Lincoln felt a little