"It's...good indeed."
Starry didn't lack money, so she didn't have to suck up to Filip.
Catherine was sensitive enough to end the call when she confirmed the divorce.
After hanging up the phone, Starry poured the milk into glasses and brought them to the living-room with a tray. She handed one to Edward and looked askance at him with a dull look in her face, "Are you happy now?"
Edward looked at her with an innocent face, "What are you talking about?"
Starry hung her head, stirred the milk and said peacefully, "I thought you said you came back alone, and nobody knows."
She came straight to the point as she spoke. Edward felt a little guilty when starred by Starry, so he rubbed his nose, and said, "Sorry, my bad, Starry."
"You should think about how to come clean with Catherine about it."
Starry had felt that something had gone wrong at the very beginning of the whole thing. It hadn't the first time Edward had returned by himself, and as an actor for so long, it must have been two years since he became popular, and he had long been sensitive enough to avoid the cameras and paparazzi.
News of the wrap of a show wouldn't be released until some while after the actual end, and the wrap party was at the noon, after which, Edward flew straight back. The public didn't know the news until the afternoon, but the pictures almost disclosed on the same time as the news of the show wrapping up.
Starry had admit that the paparazzi who had shot those pictures were very well-informed.
So informed that it left only one possibility—Edward gave away the news deliberately.
The milk was steaming, and Starry felt the temperature of the glass with her index finger, when she thought it was cool enough, she raised the glass and drank it.
She got milk around her lips, which she licked it off, and then said to Edward, "Is thinking so difficult to you that your brain has seized up?"
"It won't, Starry! Don't worry about it!"
Starry was amused by Edward confidence. "You'd better save that for Catherine."
With that, Starry drank up the rest of the milk. "I'm going to bed. Good night."
Edward was a little nervous as he saw her reaction. He soon got up and went after her and said, "Starry, are you mad?"
"About what? It's your career. If you don't want it, then let it be."
She was peaceful and casual as she said that, which made Edward terrified. "Starry--"
He was to say something, but shut his mouth as he saw the look on Starry's face.
She seemed to be mad.
Starry went to her bedroom and saw more than twenty unread messages from Izabella, and several from Dillon.
Starry knew without reading those messages what the brother and sister reached her for. It was about nothing other than the heated discussion on the social media.
Starry glanced at the message from Dillon, and replied to only the question of "Did you really get divorced?" with "Yes".
Compared to Dillon, Izabella had expressed a lot more. Not only did she ask about the divorce but about Edward.
"Little Starry, are you really divorced with Filip? People are calling you names on the Internet. Don't you want to ask a friend to respond to the criticisms for you?"
The messages had been sent half an hour ago. Starry and Izabella were close, so after thinking for a while, the former decided to be honest, "Yes. I'm fine, I have already sued the gossipy outlets who started the rumors."
It was as if Izabella had been guarding her phone, she replied instantly as she heard from Starry, "Are you really divorced?"
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