It's Too Late To Get A Divorce (Alita and Jaydon) novel Chapter 91

They were all fashionable and beautiful girls with strong work abilities. Karen was playful and lovely, a fashion enthusiast skilled in dealing with people. Crystal wore black-framed glasses, giving off an intellectual vibe, and worked efficiently, though a bit absent-minded. Sabina was quiet and reserved, a true homebody but meticulous in her work.

Today, everyone dressed casually for their outdoor work. Alita tied her hair up, wearing white overalls with a large bag slung over her shoulder containing a laptop, documents, and a variety of miscellaneous items.

"Boss, are we really going to the forest today? I have a party tonight." Karen squeezed in front of Alita.

"It's very likely. Based on my analysis, once a woman decides on something, it won't change. In the end, men can only concede. The problem is, where do we have a stunning forest around here?" Crystal said in distress.

Sabina chimed in, "I've checked online, and the most beautiful forests in the world are in Osmar and Nymphora. Of course, the Amerza rainforest is stunning too, but getting in might mean no return."

"Oh my god," Karen exclaimed upon hearing Sabina, on the verge of fainting. "If the princess isn't satisfied with the church, do we have to rush to Osmar and Nymphora? We won't be back not only today but maybe not even tomorrow or the day after."

Listening to all the chattering, Alita began to feel a headache.

In the distance, a black business car approached and slowly stopped in front of them. The window rolled down, revealing Jaydon's handsome face shining like a dazzling light. Alita was so familiar with this face that she didn't have much of a reaction, but Karen and the others stared in fascination. There was also charming Evelyn sitting beside Jaydon in the car, wearing headphones and listening to music.

Jaydon glanced at the parked white BMW at the side. "Miss Thompson, are you really going to drive yourself? My car has plenty of space, and it's more comfortable than yours. Why not let me give you guys a ride?" He looked at Alita, a smile playing on his lips.

Karen and the others were thrilled. This was great news to them because they didn't have a driver, and they had agreed to take turns driving, which was quite exhausting. Excited, one of them spoke up first, "Boss, let's ride with Mr. Lewis. It saves us from driving, and we can save on fuel costs too."

"Yeah, yeah. We can also discuss wedding planning with them in the car. It's a win-win," others chimed in. They persuaded Alita one after another.

Sitting in the car, Jaydon's smile deepened. "Miss Thompson, I think you shouldn't decline."

"There's no need. We'll drive ourselves." Alita turned and got into her car. She didn't want to affect the mood for a day's work or engage in the childish and boring banter Jaydon seemed to find amusing. Karen, Sabina, and Crystal reluctantly followed suit when they saw their boss already back in their car. They couldn't understand why Alita wouldn't appreciate such a good offer.

Alita started the car and drove forward. Jaydon looked through the car window, coldly curling his lips. Then, he took out his phone and dialed Alita's number.

Alita saw that the car behind hadn't caught up, but her phone vibrated. It was Jaydon. She answered, "Hello, Mr. Lewis. Why aren't you following up?"

"Are you guiding the way? Do you know the route? Oh, right. I almost forgot that you know where the church is. You got married there." Jaydon pretended not to know, then said with a sudden realization.

"Yes, I know the way. I got married there. I'm driving ahead. Bye." Alita hung up abruptly, shifted gears, and accelerated. In the back seat of the car, the three girls exchanged glances, wondering, 'Did the boss just mention getting married? It seemed like the rumors weren't false.'

On the highway, Alita drove swiftly, her eyes focused on the road ahead. Behind her, the black business car maintained a certain distance.

"Mr. Lewis, should we overtake their car?" the driver inquired, noticing Jaydon's displeased expression.

"No need. Let them drive ahead," Jaydon casually said, closing his eyes and feigning a nap, pondering, 'Driving so fast on the highway must be uncomfortable for her. Overtaking may affect her mood even more, and with so many cars on the road, it can lead to an accident. It is too dangerous. I can't take the risk.'

After over an hour of driving, the group reached their destination. It was a large church with no other buildings for miles around. The surroundings were picturesque, with a vast green lawn and towering trees on both sides of the road, leaving only a thin slit of sky, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Alita remembered vividly, in that autumn, the ground covered in golden leaves. It was a slightly chilly morning, and her strapless wedding gown, selected by her grandfather, the most expensive and gorgeous in the world, had a trailing length of around 10 feet, capturing the envy of every woman. The groom stood to the side, exceptionally handsome, leaving countless women breathless. Alita was 21 that year. Seven years had passed, and she returned to the scene for the ironic purpose of preparing for the groom's remarriage. Life was sometimes an ironic mime.

"Boss, shall we get off?" Crystal shook Alita's hand, seeing her in a daze, thinking she was overwhelmed by the beauty of the place.