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Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 873

Chapter 873 Emotional Roller Coaster

Edgar finished, watched Hallex silence, and decided tonight’s stunt had worked. His mood improved slightly. “Tonight was uncomfortable for you, but it’s for the good of our marriage. Simple as that. I’ve explained. Think about it. And don’t disappoint me.”

Satisfied, Edgar strolled back to the private room.

Halle knew the world was full of irrational, brain-dead idiots. What she hadn’t expected was for this particular idiot to be someone she’d once been intimately tangled up with. That was a fact she couldn’t process quickly.

She stood there for a while, still nauseous.

She couldn’t digest this alone. She needed to vent to someoné immédiately.

Halle was about to call Ayla.

That was when an arm appeared in front of her. The next second, a hand circled her waist, and her back was pressed against a solid, warm chest.

“Hey there, gorgeous. My guess is you really need me right now.” James murmured it in her ear with that lazy Zheron drawl.

Halle almost lost it. A “pfft” escaped before she could stop it, and suddenly she was caught between furious and cracking up.

Edgar’s residual anger hadn’t even settled, and James had already made her laugh. Her emotional continuity was completely destroyed.

Halle elbowed him.

James let go immediately. She turned around, giving him a thorough once-over.

Good-looking people really could lift your mood just by existing. If they also dressed well, the visual was a genuine mood booster. That was the science behind why seeing an attractive man made you happy.

Halle’s anger evaporated at record speed. Probably because she’d just survived Edgar’s assault and then suddenly spotted a friendly face-an instant emotional rescue.

Halle asked, “How did you know I was here?”

James replied, “I asked your assistant for your schedule.”

psychological

Halle, utterly confident, denied him. “Impossible. Unless she betrayed me. I’m in a bad mood. You’d better

come clean.”

James had always thought Halle was adorable. Her angry face had zero intimidation factor on him-in his eyes, she just switched into a little combat-mode cat. The more she bristled, the more he liked her.

“Lemon missed you. He went to your office to wait for you for dinner. By the time I got there, your car was just pulling out, so I followed.”

Finished

James raised his hand in a solemn vow. “I swear I didn’t have anyone look into your schedule. Pure coincidence.” He flashed & grin. “Must Be fate.”

All day, James had been sending her WhatsApp check-ins-a video or photo every hour. She hadn’t replied, but unlike before, when she’d have ignored them, now she read every single one. She even looked

forward to them.

Halle replayed his day in her head. He hadn’t lied

“How much did you hear?”

James reached out to put his arm around Halle’s shoulder.

Halle gave him a warning look.

James didn’t flinch. He draped his arm over her shoulder anyway, casual as two buddies heading to a bar. “Come on. Drinks. My treat.”

Halle let herself be steered forward. After a few steps, she gave in. She needed to vent, and since James was here, he’d do.

Because when you encountered a specimen like Edgar, you simply could not process it alone.

She’d also discovered something about James: he was like a warm, spacious container. She was prickling with thorns right now-bad mood written all over her-and most people would have kept their distance. But James had walked up, called her “gorgeous” in that drawl, and she’d cracked.

Now, he had his arm slung over her like a street buddy, completely casual, making her feel like nothing in the world was worth stressing about. Just walk it off.

There were bars everywhere in this district. James walked her into the one next door.

He poured her a drink.

James poured one for himself and raised his glass. “Cheers.”

Halle clinked and drained hers.

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