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?”

hummed softly in response and answered, “You know, I spent most of my time abroad and only have a few friends back home. I don’t know who to talk

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

often gossiped and made fun

her as a real friend. The former was somewhat

started stammering and did not make it clear. Nevertheless, Margaret could also feel that

so good about Harry. Was an illegitimate child like him

contact you in a couple of days

when you’re back,” Scarlett

absentmindedly hummed in response

could not hold back and hit Yuliana. Margaret

married before. The Solace family would never let a woman like her marry Christopher. I bet it’s most likely a momentary novelty, and he’s just playing with her. Ultimately, he’ll surely marry a distinguished lady of equal

much better at that thought.

would never give up

went

of Juxshire, Romdale was much

entertainment establishments were not inferior to Juxshire’s-especially during

was already in a bad mood that day, she entered the nightclub and started to dance after drinking two glasses of alcohol. The way she dressed was suitable for a place like a club. As soon as she stepped onto the

was not interested in those not of equal status. She was lazy

floor. She went to the bar and ordered another glass of alcoholic drink. Margaret sat there and drank slowly. However, deep down in her heart, she was thinking about

“Ms. Zielger.”

voice rang

that she felt like the oil in his body was about to flow out from

took a sip of wine and suppressed her emotions before asking. “Who

of Margaret’s barstool and smiled, “My last name is Foster. I met you once when I was with

heard Lincoln mention “Mr. Solace,” she looked at

she felt that he

Christopher?” Margaret

nodded with

and said, “Why

man whose last name was Sinew, who was good-looking

and laughed self-depreciatingly, “Maybe I just have a common-looking face!”

snorted and

up and down from Margaret’s face. Then, his

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