Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 5

The whole ride was dead silent, the tension so thick Jason felt like he couldn't even shift gears without causing a scene.

It wasn't until they pulled into the driveway of the suburban villa that he let out a huge sigh of relief and got out to open the car door.

Rosemary wasn't the type to put on airs like Maxwell, and she disliked being waited on hand and foot. Just as she was about to open the door herself, Maxwell chimed in nonchalantly, "I like busty girls?"

Rosemary nearly choked on her own breath. She'd totally forgotten about that jab, and his comment was nothing short of slander. Who the heck knew what he was really into?!

She turned around to catch Maxwell's gaze drifting just below her collarbone, drenched in what could be construed as contempt, but it was hard to tell if it was intentional. That look, Rosemary interpreted as disdain.

"Aren't all guys wired to like big ones?"

So after three years of marriage, he couldn't even muster basic desire, yet Victoria's figure was nothing to write home about either.

Maxwell frowned, "I don't like them."

But Rosemary just smirked, a dangerous kind of pretty that could snatch the soul out of any regular dude. Maxwell, however, remained unfazed, his eyes and brows as still as water.

She said, "Whether you like them or not is hell none of my business, but I prefer big and passionate, which by the way, is the main reason I'm divorcing you."

Instantly, Maxwell's face turned stormy, and the atmosphere in the car froze over visibly. The car wasn't exactly soundproof, so Jason, standing outside, caught every word of their exchange, now sweating bullets as he saw Maxwell's temper rising and, under pressure, opened the car door.

"Mr. and Mrs. Templeton, we're home."

Rosemary stepped out first to see Pearl emerging from the villa with a gentle smile, taking her hand and leading her inside, "Rosemary, I had Wendy stew some soup for you and even added some beautifying herbs."

Maxwell, still in the car, was utterly ignored.

Once inside, Pearl whispered, "Did Maxwell bully you?"

She'd seen the news from yesterday and, worried about Rosemary feeling upset, had asked them to stay the night.

"Pearl, about him and me."

She wanted to spill the beans about her divorce plans, but Pearl cut her off, "If that kid bullies you, just tell me. I'll get his dad to whip him with a belt! Don't put up with his nonsense. I'll send you a menu later - full of foods he hates. Start ordering them for him from tomorrow for a whole month. I've also told Christ not to make any special meals for Maxwell - otherwise, he's fired!"

Pearl didn't even mention Victoria to avoid upsetting Rosemary.

Wendy approached with a shawl, "Mrs. Pearl Templeton, you were feeling unwell earlier; why go out without a shawl? Mrs. Rosemary Templeton, you really must talk some sense into her; she takes her health too lightly."

And just like that, Rosemary's opportunity to bring up divorce was lost.

"Pearl, what's bothering you? Did you call the doctor?"