Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 182

Devin smiled and ran his hand over Becky’s head as if coaxing a child. “Don’t be angry. What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”

Becky glanced at him but didn’t say anything. After a while, she softened a little as she replied, “No, thanks. I don’t want anything.”

Devin grabbed her hand and before Becky could react, he guided it to slap himself across the face.

The sound attracted people’s attention.

Becky stood there, shocked. When she recovered, she quickly withdrew her hand and demanded, “What are you doing, Devin?”

“Aren’t you unhappy? You are free to vent your anger whenever you feel this way. Don’t hold back.”

Devin paused before continuing, “It might not be convenient for you to vent your anger on Rory when he makes you upset, but you are free to show your emotions in front of me and scold me when I do something wrong.”

Devin had a cool smile on his face as he said this. He somehow looked pitiful.

Becky looked at him and his expression reminded her of what had happened over those three years. She felt sorry and made to apologize. “I am sorry, but I wasn’t angry.”

She was just tired.

“I know you are not angry. You just don’t like me,” Devin said self-deprecatingly. “Let me drive you back.”

Becky looked at him, wanting to say something but couldn’t find the right words.

On the way home, the car was filled with silence.

Becky turned to look at Devin and felt guilty for the first time.

She knew that Devin just wanted to cheer her up.

He hadn’t done anything wrong.

Twenty-five minutes later, the car rolled to a stop. Devin handed the umbrella to Becky. “I’m sorry for what I did tonight. Good night.” This was the first time he hadn’t exited the car to open the door for her.

Becky took the umbrella and looked at Devin. She wanted to say something, but all she ended up saying was, “Good night.”

She thought their current relationship was fine as it was. After all, she didn’t want to date anyone right now.

Becky got out of the car, umbrella in hand. She pulled on her coat subconsciously as the wind blew cold around her.

But as she pulled, she realized that she was wearing Devin’s coat.

She turned, wanting to return it to Devin, but he had already driven away.

Becky watched the retreating car and smiled. “Is he giving up so soon?”

She thought it reasonable that Devin, a playboy who had spent so much time and effort pursuing her, gave up when he failed.

Becky didn’t have any feelings for Devin. She just felt guilty, thinking that she might hurt him tonight.

But it would be a good thing if Devin finally gave up on pursuing her.

Becky’s guilt lessened at this thought and she went into the apartment building, still holding the umbrella.

She didn’t look back, which was why she didn’t see Devin drive back just two minutes later.

When the car stopped, Devin rolled down the window. His eyes soon found the window to Becky’s apartment and continued to stare at it for a long time.

Giving up?

Impossible!

Sometimes, pursuing a girl required a strategy.

Becky turned on the light in her apartment.

Devin’s eyes lit up and a smile crept up his lips at this.