Everything was a deal until divorce novel Chapter 117

Everything Was a Deal Until Divorce

Chapter 117 He Couldn’t Stand Vincent

Damon texted, “I wanna see Dorian’s face right now.”

Theo texted, “Same.”

Cassian texted, “Dorian, why don’t you take a selfie and satisfy our curiosity?”

Dorian texted, “All of you, shut up.”

Cassian texted, “Nope. I’m posting pics, .”

Cassian sent a photo. Another photo. Another photo. Another photo. Then a video.

Dorian opened them one by one.

Perfect. Just perfect.

The first three photos were Arden sitting alone on a carousel.

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Her eyes were bright, a lollipop in her mouth, the white skirt of her dress spread out neatly over the horse like she was some kind of princess.

Then came the last photo, and Vincent was in it.

He stood with one hand in his pocket, turning his head to look at Arden. His eyes were full of warmth, full of affection. He was watching her so seriously, and the corner of his mouth was lifted like he couldn’t help it.

The carousel rotated right up in front of him. Vincent reached out and steadied the rope, and the two of them met each other’s eyes.

Arden was still smiling, her eyebrows curved, her dimples faint. Under the night lights, her skin practically glowed.

The lights around the carousel blinked softly, and the whole area looked bright and dreamy. The vibe was unreal, like a couple deep in that sweet, new–love stage, staring at each other like nobody else existed.

The veins along Dorian’s forearm surfaced as it rested on the armrest. His eyes stayed locked on the photo of Arden and Vincent together.

Lately, Arden looked at him with nothing but ice. She barely smiled at him at all.

But with Vincent, she looked so sweet.

Dorian admitted it, in that moment, he was furious. He wanted to drag Arden back to his side and kick Vincent away like he was dirt.

Then he played the video.

It showed Arden on the carousel, laughing, bright and clear. Vincent stood nearby, watching her the entire time with an expression so gentle it made Dorian’s blood boil.

That look, like he was watching his own wife. Dorian typed into the group chat.

Dorian texted, “Vincent is annoying, edit him out.”

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Chapter 117 He Couldn’t Stand Vincent

Cassian texted, “Ohhh, Dorian, come on. Tell us what your face looks like right now.”

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Theo texted, “Yeah, are you thinking about pinning Arden down and kissing her until she can’t breathe?”

Damon texted, “Didn’t he want a divorce? Maybe Dorian’s totally calm right now.”

Cassian texted, “Dorian, thoughts? Editing him out is like pretending you didn’t see it.”

Theo texted, “Honestly, Arden and Vincent look good together. Sweet girl plus a gentle guy. Arden around Dorian is like a kitten stuck in a cage with a predator.”

Dorian texted, “Theo, you trying to die?”

Damon texted, “Oh wow. Jealous already? So what now, you don’t want a divorce anymore? You fell for the sweet little girl?”

Cassian texted, “Guess you just need more stimulation. Next time I get photos and videos that mess with your mood, I’m sending them too.”

Theo texted, “You can’t seriously be this petty. You were the one trying to divorce Arden, you even made yourself look like a total player on purpose. That birthday party, all those rich girls, that ridiculous game you pulled. Now she finally moved out, stopped caring, and you’re mad she had dinner with a guy?”

Theo texted, “And before you start swinging your Vale power around, don’t mess with my family’s business. We’ve been brothers for years.”

Dorian texted, “Say Arden matches another man again and see what happens.”

Theo texted, “With that attitude, no wonder Arden ignores you.”

Cassian texted, “You deserve it.”

Damon texted, “Totally.”

Dorian went silent. He tossed his phone aside. But not even a minute later, it started buzzing again.

Still the group chat. This time Damon tagged everyone.

Damon texted, “Look at this, Arden posted on her story Damon sent a photo. Another photo. Another photo.

Cassian texted, “Damn. Arden posted those pictures herself.”

Theo texted, “Didn’t our guy insist on keeping the marriage private? Pretty sure she’s never posted him once.”

Cassian texted, “If I had a wife that considerate, I’d be praying every day.”

Dorian opened the photos Damon sent. It was a picture of Arden and Vincent together.

Arden’s post said, “Tonight was so much fun. Zevia is beautiful. The moon is full, the stars are bright, it feels like being a kid again, skipping class and riding the carousel with someone.”

Dorian exited the chat immediately. Then he opened Arden’s social post directly. Since he’d pulled her off the blocklist earlier, he could see it.

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He saw the exact post. And a selfie Arden took at the hotel. Dorian’s eyes snapped to the table behind her in the photo. A vase of red roses.

But the flowers on the table at Rivergaze Pavilion had been pale pink, not red. So that means the roses in the hotel room were something else.

Vincent had bought them. Delivered them. Set them up in advance. Dorian quietly cursed under his breath. Vincent is being slick on purpose. Quietly, patiently, making his move.

He wanted Arden. And then Dorian’s thoughts turned colder. What about Arden? Did she like him back? Did