The Boss Went Crazy After Divorce

Starry didn’t care much about Lilly.

She left directly after she said goodbye.

Wyatt was following her. When she got to the gate, it was snowing out there. She stopped and Wyatt stood beside her, “It was the third snow of this year.”

Starry nodded and walked over to her car.

It was snowing lightly and her car was not far away. On her way there, a snowflake fell on her shoulder.

She got into the car and didn’t drive it away instantly.

With her head tilted, she saw how the snowflake melted gradually. Then she started her car and rove it away.

Wyatt was still standing at the gate and saw the red Farrari away. He raised his eyebrows. Quite an interesting woman, the ex-Mrs. Pearson.

Soon, Easter arrived.

Edward had asked Catherine to spare some time at Easter so he took a job at Araria TV and flew back to accompany Starry.

Izabella got two days off before Easter. Every Easter the Baxter family would gather to celebrate the holiday so it was quite a busy time for Izabella.

Thanks to the friendship between the Pearson family and the Baxter family, she and Dillon could have a rest in the Pearson residence.

Every year Izabella would come to the Pearson residence three or four days after Easter to watch Starry drawing. It was quite comfortable to do so.

But not this year. Filip had got divorced with Starry and there was no Starry in the Pearson residence. Now she and Dillion could only watch Frances playing chess with Aunt Martha.

Izabella hadn’t met Starry for almost half a month so she asked Starry out to meet each other.

They agreed to meet at a coffee shop in city proper. Starry didn’t like coffee, but she loved the fragrance of it.

When Starry arrived, Izabella had been there waiting for her with a cup of coffee in front of her.

She smiled and got into the store. Then she walked over to Izabella directly.

“Izabella.”

Izabella was stunned as she saw Starry, “What made you have your hair cut short?”

Starry had a glimpse at the hair beside her ear and smiled, “Just out of a whim.”

Her face looked even more delicate and beautiful as her hair was cut short. Izabella said softly, “It is said that a good-looking one would be good-looking even when he or she is bald. Now I understand.”

Starry had a sip of coffee and said, “Have you been busy these days? You look not good.” Izabella touched her own face and said, “I have. There is a project tolling on me so much.”

Starry smiled as she knew the topic had changed. She just listened Izabella complaint in patience.

Izabella had got used to complain to Starry. When she first knew Starry, she gave her a piece of tissue as Starry saw Izabella was so sad. And she sat right beside her to listen to her complaining for the whole night.

The Izabella poured out a stream of her bad feelings this month.

Then she looked at Starry and said embarrassedly, “Do you have any plan during the holiday?”

Starry halted for a second before she said, “Maybe make some delicious food myself.”

“Wow, I miss your cooking so much.”

“You can come if you want.”

They’ve been talking for over two hours and Izabella left due to a phone call by Dillon.

She planned to have dinner with Starry and she felt so sorry for her leaving. She sent a few “sorry” to Starry on Facebook.”

Starry smiled as she saw her messages and replied, “It doesn’t matter.”

Starry hadn’t been going out for shopping for a long time and this time as she walked out of the coffee shop, she pulled up her scarf and headed into a nearby shopping mall to buy a holiday gift for Edward and Izabella.

When she passed by a wedding dress store, she was attracted by the wedding dress displayed in the showcase.

She took out her phone and planned to take a photo of it but was stopped by the workers there.

She said sorry and put her phone back to her purse.

Before she left, a black car was pulled over beside her.

Starry knew that it was Filip’s car.

Then a woman got off the car from the copilot’s seat.

Starry only had a glimpse of that woman and she didn’t recognize her. But she didn’t want to know who she was either.

But as she turned away, she was called from behind by Lucia, “What a coincidence, Ms. Bradley.”

The woman had recognized her and she had no choice but to turned back. She fixed her cold eyes on Lucia, “Hello, Ms. Scott.”

Lucia was stunned as she saw Starry clearly but she soon calmed down, “You had your hair cut short. That’s chic, Ms. Bradley.”

“Thank you.”

But she obviously didn’t stop her to praise her, “I’m here to book a wedding dress. And you’re here for…”

“I’m just passing by.”

“Then I’ll get in first. My appointment is now.”

Starry nodded and left.

Lucia stared at her back and raised her eyebrows before she looked to Filip, who was still on the driver’s seat, “It’s Ms. Bradley. Don’t you greet her?”

Filip said impatiently, “I still got some work to do and I’m leaving now.”NôvelDrama.Org content.

Then he closed the window and drove forward.

As he passed by Starry, Filip slowed down a bit.

She was in a brown coat with an ivory scarf round her neck. Only a tiny part of her lovely face was shown under the white beret. One could hardly recognize her identity from afar.

The car passed her and soon stopped at the crossing before her.

Starry also stopped. She was buying ice cream.

With the ice cream in hand, she pulled down her scarf and had a mouthful of ice cream.

Until now, Filip finally noticed her hair was cut short.

She didn’t find him and still walked slowly with a faint smile on her face. She looked satisfied and happy.

And Starry didn’t find him and Filip found that the traffic light had already turned green.

He frowned and drove his car forwards.

Starry was smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror and soon disappeared.

Half an hour later, the car stopped but Filip didn’t get off it directly.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. Suddenly, the scene of how Starry ate the ice cream came into his mind and that made him feel a bit annoyed. His phone rang so he took it out. Having seen the caller ID, he took another puff, and obviously, he had no intention to answer the call.