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Timothy immediately replied, “Genev‘s marrying that guy, right? What was his name again? Valentine
something? Cooper said if someone‘s pissed off about it, it should be
you.”
Armand‘s eyebrows became even more tightly furrowed when he heard that.
He approached the couch and kicked Timothy gently, gesturing for his friend to scooch over. Then he
sat and pointed at the table.
Timothy pursed his lips and poured him a glass of wine.
When Cooper almost finished his glass of wine, he turned to Armand. “Aren‘t you quite good at
schemes, Mr. Faulkner? Why are you divorced from her the moment I came back?”
“Unlike you, we separated amicably.” Armand downed his glass of wine. “She likes Jack, so I let her
go.”
“Like hell she likes him!” Cooper cursed, his face clouded over. “I grew up with Genev. I know what kind
of men who‘s around her, and I‘ve never heard of this Jack Valentine until now.”
Timothy interrupted, “Weren‘t you together with Erica before? When did you care about Genevieve?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCooper‘s eyes turned cold as he stared at Timothy. “I dare you to say that again.”
“Hey, don‘t take your anger out on me!” Timothy grumbled. “I didn‘t make that up. Other people knew
about it. They were saying,”
Seeing that Cooper was about to throw his glass at him, Timothy immediately shut up and surrendered.
That b*stard only knows how to use violence to scare someone! Still, he grew up with Genevieve. If he
doesn‘t know who Jack is, then this guy is pretty suspicious. Why did someone as high profile as Jack
come to Chanaea to find Genevieve?
Cooper poured himself another glass of wine and uttered coldly, “If I had known you were this
unreliable, Mr. Faulkner, I would‘ve made you divorce Genev before I left the country. I could‘ve helped
her do what she wanted.”
Armand was enraged upon hearing that. He mocked, “Have you no shame? Wasn‘t you the one who
buried her bright future?”
“You think you didn‘t do anything wrong while I did?” Cooper sneered. “Didn‘t you marry Genev for a
specific purpose?”
find her and protect her. Didn‘t he also ask someone to prepare fireworks for her? There was also that
time when he hurriedly rushed to the mine when he heard that she got into an accident. Yet, I‘ve never
heard him say he loved her before. I guess that explains why she wanted to divorce him.
Johanna continued to grill the meat and said, “Mr. Valentine is pretty good. I notice that there‘s a gentle
look in his eyes every time he looks at you. It‘s like you‘re the only person he can ever see. Who
doesn‘t like to be loved in such an obvious way? Genev, no matter who you fall in love with, l‘ll support
you! Even if you decide to marry ninety times, that is your freedom to choose. Ignore what anyone else
says about you.”
Genevieve‘s lips twitched. “Ninety times? Are you crazy or am I crazy?”
“Haha, why not? It‘s definitely possible if you put your heart into it!” Johanna grinned mischievously.
“You can marry all the good men on this planet once!”
Genevieve rolled her eyes.
.
After she had the cranberry, her appetite became better. She picked up a fork and began eating the
beef.
When the both of them wrapped up their meals, it was already eight in the evening.
Snow was still falling outside, making the scenery look beautiful. Johanna felt that her friend had been
staying indoors for far too long, so she brought her to a bar.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Cooper asked his assistant to come and pick him up at the bar two hours later. Upon
entering the bar, he familiarly navigated to the private room he booked.
When he entered the room, he saw Timothy playing on his phone. “Where‘s Mr. Faulkner?”
“He got a dinner appointment tonight. I bet he‘s still keeping the bigwigs company.” Timothy put away
his phone when he saw Cooper walking in
He poured wine into two glasses and gave one to Cooper. “Why do you look like that after two months?
Does it piss you off so much to see your ex–wife marrying someone else?”
Cooper snorted, grabbed the glass, and sat on another couch.
“Hey, what was that?”
“Because you‘re making fun of the wrong person.” Cooper took a sip of the wine. “The person who‘s
pissed off should be Mr. Faulkner.”
The room to the door was suddenly opened.
Armand stepped into the room with his coat hanging on his arm. He heard that last. sentence and
furrowed his eyebrows. “What am I pissed off about?”
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