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 to except you.”

hearing what Scarlett said, Margaret was pleased.

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 to Margaret on the surface and secretly looked down on

gossiped and made fun of Margaret behind her

real friend. The former was somewhat touched and asked, “What

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

what was so good about Harry. Was an illegitimate child like him

a couple

you a meal when you’re

absentmindedly hummed in response and hung up.

was outraged when she saw Yuliana with Christopher that day. Thus, she could not hold back and hit Yuliana. Margaret was certain that a man like Christopher never liked

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

much better at that thought.

never give up just like that.

Margaret went

the fast pace of Juxshire, Romdale was much slower and could even be

and entertainment establishments were not inferior to Juxshire’s-especially during the night. There was so much to

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

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

her body was warm, Margaret walked out of the dance floor. She went to the bar and ordered another glass of alcoholic drink. Margaret sat there and drank slowly. However, deep

“Ms. Zielger.”

man’s voice

so plump that she felt like the oil in his body was about to

gaze. Margaret took a sip of wine and suppressed her emotions before asking.

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

Solace,” she looked

of a sudden, she felt that he was not

mean Christopher?” Margaret asked.

nodded with a

up for a while and

man whose last name was

“Maybe I just have a

snorted and drank by herself

Margaret’s face. Then,

spaghetti strap dress with a leather jacket. The leather jacket hung loosely around Margaret’s

Lincoln felt a little