There?
Fanny: [Amanda, that bastard Micheal refuses to divorce me.]
Amanda glanced down at her phone and “bang”—she put down her chopsticks heavily.
The loud sound caught the attention of both Mark and Benjamin, who looked over at her.
Amanda was focused on typing a message, unaware of their gazes. This was her habit when she was angry.
Her slender, fair fingers flew over the screen.
[Why won’t he divorce you?]
Fanny: [He went to the hospital this morning, got checked, and was diagnosed with a disease.]
Amanda smiled slowly, a bit schadenfreude shining in her eyes like stars.
“Scumbag, serves him right!” she muttered softly.
Benjamin: “…” This woman actually talks to herself.
Who was that scumbag anyway?
Amanda: [Don’t drag it out with him, just do whatever needs to be done.]
