Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 179

Devin looked at Becky. She shook her head, not wanting to make a fool out of herself by creating a scene.

But Jessie couldn’t hold back her anger. “Who else could it be? Rory is a bastard with a capital B!”

Devin mulled it over for a while before saying, “I got it.”

He reached out, took Becky’s hand, and said to Jessie, “Don’t worry. I will take good care of her.”

Jessie made to ask him about what they were going to do, but Devin had already left with Becky.

Becky tried to free her hand from his grip, but failed.

Helpless, she asked, “Devin, where are you taking me?”

She didn’t want to face Rory and give him another chance to humiliate her.

Devin turned to face her and asked, “Don’t you want to get out of here?”

Becky nodded. “Yes, but we don’t have to walk so fast!”

There was no one chasing after them anyway. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Devin stopped. He looked down at the high heels on Becky’s feet and smiled.

He then picked her up in his arms.

Becky instinctively wrapped her arms around Devin’s neck.

His action surprised not just Becky but also everyone else at the banquet.

“Stop it, Devin!” Becky hissed.

What was wrong with him?

Why was he picking her up in front of all these people?

Everyone looked on, jaws hanging open in surprise.

A while ago, there had been rumors that Becky and Devin were together. Paparazzi had also clicked Devin walking out of Becky’s apartment late at night.

And today, Devin was carrying Becky in his arms in front of so many people. Were they dating?

“Your heels are too high to be comfortable to walk in,” Devin said, giving Becky a gentle smile before carrying her all the way out of the banquet hall.

Aiken, who had just come back to find Cohen, saw this scene and immediately pulled out his mobile phone. He clicked a picture and sent it to Rory.

Devin carried Becky to his car.

“Did you do it on purpose?” Becky asked him, smiling faintly.

Devin returned the smile but didn’t answer. He opened the door and said, “Get in the car. I’ll take you somewhere nice.”

Becky glanced at him as she got in. “Where are we going?”

Devin didn’t answer her. Instead, he got into the driver’s seat but didn’t start the car immediately. “Your heels are swollen.”

He turned sideways and lifted Becky’s foot.

Before Becky could realize what was happening, Devin had pulled off her shoe.

The heels Becky had worn today were new. It was common for new shoes to bite.

She hastily drew her foot away and said, “It’ll be fine in a few days.”

Devin pulled out two Band-Aids from his pocket and said, “It seems like you don’t want me to do this for you.”

Becky took the Band-Aids from him. “Thank you.”

“Don’t forget the other foot.”

Becky bent to put the Band-Aids on her heels.

At this moment, a pair of white flat shoes appeared in her field of vision.

Devin was holding them out to her. She looked at him, stunned.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Do you still want to wear your high-heeled shoes?” Devin asked. “They are beautiful but uncomfortable. Flats look good and are healthy.”