The Boss Went Crazy After Divorce

The dark room suddenly lit up with lights and Starry was startled.

The ensuing boys made her hand tremble even more, just got the phone’s hand shook a bit, did not hold it steady, the phone fell to the ground so.

“It’s me.”

Starry looked back and saw Filip , and also remembered the afternoon’s events.

She pursed her lips for a moment, leaned over and picked the phone up and looked at the time.

It’s seven o’clock, no wonder it’s dark.

She slowly eased over and got out of bed on her side, “Have you been here all this time?”

Probably just woke up, Starry’s voice was a little raspy.

“Hmm.”

Filip responded, looking at her bare feet on the ground, his thin lips moved, and finally said nothing.

He watched Starry walk barefoot to his heels, his dark eyes moving as if he guessed what she wanted: “Want some water?”

Starry nodded and sat down on the couch, reaching for the water bottle, but Filip was one step ahead.

He picked up a cup from the side and poured her a glass of water and placed it in front of her heel: “It’s still warm and the cup is washed.”

Starry gave him a look, “Thanks.”

She picked up the glass and lowered her head and took a sip of half a glass of water.

Filip stood aside and looked down at her face.

Despite the sleep, the tear marks on Starry’s face were still very visible.

Starry had slept for more than two hours and had a slight headache.

She drank the water, holding the remaining half glass of water, and inclined her head to look at Filip aside : “Don’t you want to eat dinner?”

At this hour, she was also a little hungry.

“What about you?”

Filip’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he looked at her and asked directly.

“I’m a little hungry.”

When she said that, Filip knew why she asked that.

He took the initiative to get up, “Get changed, I’ll meet you at the door and have a meal together.”

He said it directly and naturally, without giving Starry a chance to refuse.

When the words were finished, Filip had already walked to the foyer and opened the door by pressing his hand on the handle.

Before leaving, he glanced at Starry again, “Or, do you want to eat inside the room?”

Starry looked at him and pursed her lips, “Let’s eat at the restaurant.”

“I’ll wait for you outside.”

Filip nodded a little and turned to leave the room.

With a “click”, the door was closed and the room fell back into peace.

Starry sat on the couch for a few seconds before slowly putting down the cup in her hand and getting up to go into the bathroom.

She walked to the sink and looked at herself inside the mirror, only then did she realize that her face was tear-stained and a bit of a mess.

Starry raised his hand and touched the tear tracks on his face, which were dry and had a few rubs.

She turned on the water and washed her face down with the cool water.

The cold water hit his face, a few remaining sleep also washed away, Starry lifted his head, looking at himself in the mirror, slightly hooked his lips, showing a smile.

Filip got out of the room before he took out his phone and returned Dillon’s message.

To be precise, send a message to Dillon.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Dillon sent more than a dozen messages to Filip in the afternoon are like a stone sink, the phone call is also a moment to be hung up on, if not for the two of them more than 20 years of friendship, he would have pulled Filip to the black.

The news received at this moment, Dillon was directly exasperated.

See, what kind of talk is this?

“I’ll come to the restaurant later and get me something to eat.”

Dillon just wanted to reply with the word “fuck”, and just after he typed “fuck”, he saw Filip’s second message: “Save another one for Starry.”

“…”

He didn’t leave it for Filip, he left it for Starry for Starry’s sake!

Filip Just after sending the message, the door at the heel opened.

Starry has changed her clothes, her hair was pulled up, revealing her face because her lips were smeared with lipstick, looking much better.

Filip’s eyes fell on her face and finally rested on those lake colored eyes, “It’s late, I asked Dillon to save some food.”

Starry nodded, “Thanks.”

“Hmm.”

Filip responded, walked over to the elevator and pressed the button.

At this point in time, it is the peak of the use of elevators, the two waited for two minutes before waiting for the elevator.

By the time we got to the restaurant, it was already 7:30 and there were no more empty tables inside the restaurant.

Filip took Starry straight to Dillon, who occupied a table for four by himself and took a lot of seafood on the table.

Starry smiled faintly, “Hard work Mr. Baxter.”

Dillon heard Starry’s words and was not modest at all: “Of course it’s hard, if you guys come a little later, I may not be able to hold this table!”

Dillon didn’t know what was happening with Starry, but he was kind of smart enough to eat with him for five or six minutes before he pretended to take a phone call and left.

Before leaving, he also gave Filip a squeeze of the eyes, raised the phone, indicating Filip look at the phone.

Filip looked at him expressionlessly, with no intention of looking at his phone.

Dillon hated to sit back down right away, but he finally held back.

Forget it, Filip, this person has been single for so long, not without reason, he will sacrifice a little!

Starry is unaware of the “game” between Dillon and Filip, and is eating her sea urchin fried rice with her head down.

She woke up feeling hungry, and felt even hungrier after drinking a glass of warm water.

After sitting down and chatting with Dillon for a few minutes, she kept her head down and ate her meal in earnest.

Filip also closed his eyes, looked at her, saw her eating fried rice, clipped a shrimp, and then peeled it slowly and carefully.

There was suddenly a peeled shrimp in front of him, and Starry subconsciously raised his head to look at Filip across the room.

He was peeling the shrimp, his eyebrows lowered in a very serious way.

“Filip .”

At the sound of her voice, Filip looked up at her, “Don’t like shrimp?”

Starry shook his head, “What are you eating?”

Dark eyes twitched, “Rice.”

“Aren’t you allergic to seafood?”

As he spoke, Filip’s second shrimp was peeled and he placed it next to Starry’s fried rice, looking up at her with dark eyes that were inscrutable: “Egg fried rice.”

Starry was struck by a rare moment: “Here, there should be no fried rice with eggs.”

As soon as the words were spoken, Dillon, who had just left, came back with a take-out in his hand, “Here, Mr. Pearson the egg fried rice you asked for.”

Dillon put the takeaway in his hand in front of Filip and looked at Starry: “Starry, you like shrimp? Do you want me to get you some more, it’s rare to come here, eat more, better than someone can not eat.”

Starry smiled a little: “No, Mr. Baxter, I ate a lot for lunch.”

Hearing this from her, Dillon was a little sorry: “Well then, you guys take your time, my friend called me to finish at the bar, if you’re interested, come over after dinner and have some fun too.”

Starry declined, “You guys have fun.”

Dillon didn’t say anything, waved his hand, turned around and left.

Before leaving, Dillon swept up the shrimp shells in front of Filip, froze for a moment, felt strange, took a few steps, looked back again and saw Filip peeling shrimp again.

Dillon suddenly realized what, can’t help but curse a “grass”, and quickly took out his phone and recorded the video.

Filip peeling shrimp for people, live long to see ah!