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Wayne pressed his thin lips into a straight line. “Danica, get your ass back here. Now!”
Danica smiled, “Why should I? Just because you want me to? Wayne, we’re divorced. I don’t have to take orders from you anymore.”
Wayne said through gritted teeth, “I’ll give you a chance to rewrite the reason for the divorce.”
She smiled even more heartily, “No need. I didn’t say anything wrong, did I? Wayne, it’s been six months since you woke up from the coma, but you have never even held my hand once. Though you seem healthy now, you were a vegetable for three years after all, and I have every reason to suspect you’re impotent. A piece of friendly advice–go and see a skilled doctor as soon as possible. Hope you can ‘get back on your feet‘ soon.”
Wayne said nothing.
He could feel the veins in his forehead throbbing.
How dare she!
“Danica, I swear I’m gonna make you realize how wrong you are sooner or later!”
“Oops, too late. That’s not gonna happen.”
“Danica!”
Utterly furious, he was about to lash out when he heard the beeping
sounds.
She hung up.
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Gnashing his teeth, he snarled, “Danica!”
***
Meanwhile, Danica was in the apartment of Florence Conway, her bestie. Florence chuckled as she hung up and gave her a thumbs–up, saying, “Kudos, Dani. I bet Wayne is burning with rage right now.”
She decisively dragged Danica to stand up. “Chin up, Dani. You’ve got your freedom back, and that’s what’s important. You’re single now! I’ll order eight male escorts to get you a divorce party tonight!”
Danica smiled helplessly.
Florence suddenly reached out, took off Danica’s glasses, and tossed them into the bin.
Danica bent over to pick them up. “My glasses…”
Florence stopped her. “Dani, you’ve buried in your research for too long. It’s time to get rid of those thick glasses. Think about Jennifer–you should also dress up.”
“Where’s the card Wayne gave you?” Florence asked.
Wayne, always generous, had given Danica a premium black card, but she had never used it.
She found it in her bag and blinked playfully. “Tonight’s on Wayne then.”
***
Night arrived.
1996 Bar had always been the most popular spot in Marinburg where trust fund kids squandered their money. Tonight, as usual, its dance floor was packed with people, moving in a frenzy to every exaggerated sweep of the DJ’s arms.
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Under the dim lights, Wayne sat on the main seat of the VIP booth. He was wearing a black shirt and suit pants tonight, with his sleeves rolled up a little, revealing his firm forearms and a seven–figure watch on his wrist. Many women in the bar couldn’t even take their eyes off his strikingly handsome face.
The person sitting next to Wayne was Emilio Griffin, the heir of the Griffin family, and they were accompanied by a few other wealthy heirs.
Emilio burst into laughter. “What did you say, Wayne? Danica wants a divorce?”
The rest laughed, too. “Everyone knows she’s your simp, Wayne. She married you without hesitation when you were in a vegetative state. Why the heck would she leave you now?”
“Let’s make a bet on how long before she comes crawling back to Wayne.”
Emilio said, “I bet she won’t even last today. For all we know, she might text Wayne in the next second.”
Wayne, however, pulled a long face. Clearly, he was in a bad mood.
He took out his phone and pulled out his chat interface with Danica on WhatsApp.
His phone was exceptionally quiet today because she didn’t even text him
once.
He felt irritated, though he didn’t know why.
Suddenly, his phone dinged.
It was a text.
Emilio immediately said, “What did I say, guys? I bet it’s Danica!”
Before anyone could say anything, Wayne’s phone dinged a few more
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times.
He received several messages in a row.
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The men around them couldn’t help but laugh. “We all knew Danica would regret it, but who would have thought she’d give in so quickly?”
Emilio urged, “Wayne, check them out. Let’s see how desperate she is.”
Wayne arched an eyebrow slightly, thinking, “Did Danica text me after all?
“What’s the point of pulling such a stunt then?
“So much for her pride.”
He tapped the screen and was stunned in the next second.
Emilio leaned over and read the text out loud, “Dear VVIP customer, your card ending in 0975 has been charged 130 dollars at Fancy Nails.”
The rest were puzzled.
As Wayne scrolled up, he saw that Danica had spent 300 dollars at Grace Salon, 14 thousand dollars at the Chanel boutique, and 40 thousand dollars at the Louis Vuitton boutique.
It was never about Danica wanting to get back together with him.
All he received was bank notifications.
No one said a word.
They somehow felt being slapped by her.
With a livid face, Wayne slammed his phone onto the table. He couldn’t care less how much Danica had spent. What annoyed him was the fact that she went shopping right after their divorce. Good for her!
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Over the past three years, she had done whatever he asked, not complaining once. But suddenly, she became a completely different
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Emilio said, “Wayne, what’s gotten into Danica? She actually bought new clothes and even got her nails and hair done? Is she trying to copy Jenny’s style?”
“Jennifer is the Muse in Marinburg, but she’s just a bumpkin from the countryside. No matter how she tries, she’s just gonna make a bigger fool of herself.”
“Hasn’t she learned? The ugly duckling can never become the swan.”
Everyone was ridiculing Danica.
Suddenly, a commotion drew their attention. They looked over, and someone exclaimed, “Gosh, am I dreaming? Is that an angel?”
Danica was here.
After the shopping spree, Florence brought her to 1996 Bar where the divorce party was held.
It had never occurred to Danica that she’d run into Wayne and his lot, and of course, she heard their ridicule.
She knew those men around Wayne. They were all part of the upper class in Marinburg, and Emilio was the closest to Wayne. Back then, everyone in Marinburg had known that Jennifer and Wayne were an item, and these men had all been fond of Jennifer. Emilio even called her “Jenny“.
Over the past three years, none of them had actually accepted Danica.
To them, she was just “the substitute bride“, “the simp“, “the ugly duckling“, and “the bumpkin“.
Since Wayne didn’t love her, of course, his friends wouldn’t treat her with
any respect.
Florence heard their conversation, too. Furious, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to charge over. “Im gonna beat the crap out of them!”
Danica stopped her. “Forget it, Florence. I’m divorced already, right? Pay no mind to what they say.”
The calmness on Danica’s face seemed genuine, and Florence held back with difficulty. As more and more people turned to look at Danica while addressing her as “angel“. Florence was instantly in a better mood. “Let’s go. Dani. We’re gonna have some serious fun!”
She brought Danica to a VIP booth and waved her hand. “Get all the male escorts here!”
In another VIP booth, as a few playboys mocked Danica nonstop. they suddenly felt a sharp, cold gaze.
They looked up, only to see Wayne, in the main seat, glance at them lazily.
There was coldness, displeasure, and warning in Wayne’s eyes.
The grins on their faces froze, and they fell silent at once, not daring to badmouth Danica anymore.
Meanwhile, Emilio gazed at Wayne, thinking, “Though Wayne has never taken Danica seriously, she has indeed taken care of him attentively for three years. I guess it means something to him after all.”
Just then, the commotion in the bar grew bigger. “Such a beautiful angel!”
Angel?
Where?
Emilio looked over and was instantly slack–jawed. “Fuck me! An angel
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Those playboys were equally stunned. “Since when did Marinburg have such a beauty? None of us has ever seen her before.”
Emilio elbowed Wayne. “Wayne, look! An angel!”
Wayne had been surrounded by all kinds of women since childhood, and he wasn’t interested at all. But Danica’s booth was right opposite his.
He looked up and saw her.
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