Divorce Has Never Felt This Good (Becky and Rory) novel Chapter 46

As the tow truck pulled to a stop, Talia approached Becky and said, “Miss Ramos, the tow truck’s here. You can go back with Miss Walker.”

Becky didn’t want to waste her breath with Devin, so she said, “Okay.”

She gestured at Jessie and then walked towards Talia’s car.

Devin stopped her. “If you take your assistant’s car, what will she drive on the way back? It’s so late. It’s not safe for a woman to take a taxi at this hour.”

As much as Becky hated to admit it, Devin’s words made sense.

She paused just as she was about to open the car door. Then, Jessie, who was standing beside her, clicked her tongue and said, “What else can we do? Mr. Stanley, are you offering us a ride?”

“It’d be my honor.”

Becky glanced at Talia. She knew that she couldn’t leave Talia alone like this, so she agreed.

“Thank you, Mr. Stanley.” Becky smiled at Devin.

She gave Talia back her car keys and then got in Devin’s car.

Jessie sat in the back seat.

After fastening her seat belt, Becky turned around to look at Jessie.

With a guilty conscience, Jessie avoided her gaze and turned her head to look out of the window.

Raising his eyebrows, Devin smiled and asked, “Where do you live, Miss Walker?”

Jessie gave him her address. Then Devin revved the engine and the car took off.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of Jessie’s place. Jessie got out, leaving Becky and Devin alone in the car.

The next stop was Becky’s residence. On the way there, they ran into a stop light. When the car stopped, Devin turned his head to look at Becky and commented, “It seems that you don’t like me.”

Becky smiled faintly, keeping her eyes fixed on the road ahead. “I don’t like to be misunderstood.”

“What’s to be misunderstood?” Devin snorted. “The fact that I’m chasing you? That’s no misunderstanding. I am chasing you.”

It was a piece of cake for a playboy like Devin to confess his love.

Becky raised her eyebrows and asked pointedly, “What is it that you like about me?”

Instead of answering her, he shot back with his own question. “What don’t you like about me?”

“You’re a playboy.” Becky spoke bluntly.

“I won’t try to defend my past actions, but I can promise you that I’m serious about you.”

Hearing this, Becky couldn’t help but turn to look at him. “Why should I believe you?”