The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 102

"Aubrey."

Navier's words were abruptly interrupted by a voice.

Cathy ran down from the car and held Aubrey's hand in front of Navier, saying, "I suddenly feel a little sick and tired, I want to go home."

She pursed her lips, speaking softly.

Her eyes looked at Aubrey, seemingly trying to hide her emotions but still showing a pitiful look.

The goddess image was already eye-catching, and now with her restrained emotions, it was even more captivating. Even an iron-hearted person would feel sorry for her after witnessing her pitiful defeat against Navier.

Standing on the side, Navier clearly saw how Aubrey's cold face softened in a magical way. His gaze appeared to have been filtered, and all sharpness was gone, replaced by gentle ripples.

"Alright," he complied, tilting his head slightly.

The word "alright" sounded tender and sweet to Navier's ears. She once again realized the difference between love and not loving someone.

Fortunately, she had long realized the reality and withdrew her love for him. Otherwise, she would have been tormented today.

The words she had wanted to say suddenly seemed unnecessary.

She smiled lightly, turned around, and left.

Fredrica hadn't returned yet, so Navier decided to wait in the car.

Cathy took the opportunity while Aubrey went to get the car and hurriedly ran to the front of Navier's car.

With both hands pressed against the car door, the beautiful goddess's face showed clear signs of nervousness. "Navier, you better not badmouth me to Aubrey!"

"Or else?" Navier turned her head to look at her with a faint smile, a smile that seemed like a half-smile.

Her tone sounded provocative, and the half-smile in her expression felt like silent mockery to Cathy!

She was mocking her for having the courage to do it but not the courage to admit it!

Cathy clenched her fingers silently, feeling as if there was a thorn piercing her heart, causing a sharp and painful sensation.

Her face changed like a color palette in front of Navier, looking like a complete clown.

"You already have the boss of Starlight Media, so why bother seeking my discomfort? There's a saying: old enemies should resolve their differences, not deepen them. If you make me uncomfortable, I can make you feel just as uncomfortable with the boss of Starlight Media!" Cathy bit her lip, unable to maintain her goddess image anymore.

Navier's expression remained unchanged, and she casually replied, "Mhm."

Just "Mhm."

As for going to find the boss of Starlight Media, that depended on whether she had the ability to find him.

Cathy waited for a while, but Navier didn't say anything else.

Realizing that she had been played, Cathy became angry and embarrassed. Her clenched fist almost turned into a slap on Navier's face!

"Don't worry, I don't have the habit of meddling in my ex-husband's business and playing the matchmaker," Navier finally spoke after a long while.

After speaking, she stepped on the gas, starting the car with a swish.

The car kicked up dirt and sand, splashing Cathy all over.

Cathy: "..."

She should have been relieved that Navier let her off, but her expression became even uglier.

Her cheeks twitched continuously, contorted!

All of Navier's actions and words just now were filled with two words: disdain, scorn!

She didn't directly expose her, yet she still managed to make her feel embarrassed and humiliated!

Under her sleeve, she didn't know how many nails she had broken.

Navier and Fredrica returned to their home very late.

They were planning to leave the next day.

When they reached the door, they saw a car parked there. The darkness made it hard to distinguish the car's color, but the person leaning against it was eye-catching.

The person had a tall and elegant figure, exuding a sense of refined demeanor.

The hair was tied up at the back of the head, with a few strands falling on the forehead, giving off a strong antique vibe.

Fredrica had better vision than Navier and recognized him first, couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh, isn't this William? Shooting a historical drama at this late hour?"

William raised his head and smiled at Fredrica and Navier.

He belonged to the gentle type, and with a smile, he revealed two dimples, looking quite charming.

His appearance and posture were undoubtedly like the leading actor in a historical drama.

And also a warm male lead.

"I'm waiting for Miss Armstrong," he said softly, with a voice as gentle as a spring breeze.