The Boss Went Crazy After Divorce

Hamish watched her walking away until he couldn’t see her at the corner of the stairs, then he looked at the man in another box, “I didn’t know Mr. Pearson has a penchant for overhearing.”

Filip took a look at Hamish, “I’m just standing here. I don’t think that was overhearing.”

He then looked away and left as he didn’t want to say anything to Hamish.

Starry saw Filip walking over when she had just gotten in her car.

He took a glance at her and then kept walking.

She watched him walking towards that black car and getting in, then she started her car and drove away.

But Filip didn’t drive away the second after he got in.

He watched that red Ferrari disappear in front of him and what she said before about “Nobody can replace him” came into his mind again.

Despite a bunch of weaknesses, he had to admit that Starry was an affectionate person.

Filip then stopped thinking and drove away.

After that, he went to Pearson’s House first to talk to Frances about the dinner with Donna.

Frances had just woken up from her nap, and she was having coffee while listening to Filip about this blind date, “What you are saying is old Mrs. Porter and I was giving you two a hard time?”

Filip pressed the fingers into his temples, “I didn’t mean that. I just hope you can let me handle it by myself.”

Frances sneered, “I just told you to meet with her. And that’s over the line?”

Filip knew that there was no way he could talk her through this so he stopped arguing and sat upright. He felt quite uneasy while looking at Frances who was having coffee, “If I wanna win Starry back, would you stop me?”

Frances put the coffee cup down slowly, “Didn’t you just say you wanna handle it by yourself? You can go after whoever you like. What difference will it make if I say no?”

It was the first time he bit his own medicine.

Asking that question took him a lot of courage and now he was afraid to say anything more after what Frances just said.

“Got it.”

Then he looked down to check the time on his watch, “I gotta go. Have work to do.”

“Sure. You don’t want to talk to me either.”

Frances waved at him without even taking a glance.

It was Saturday and there was actually nothing to do in his office.

Filip didn’t go back to the company and he drove to his apartment instead after leaving Pearson’s House.

He walked into the study, picked those paintings from the trash can, and looked at them one by one.

He couldn’t figure out what he was feeling but he just thought it was nice to be loved.

Dillon thought he misread the caller ID when he picked up a call from Filip.

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Dillon surely was free so he went to Club Magenta after having dinner at his own house.

He hadn’t met Filip for almost three months.

So Dillon was flattered when he got the call from Filip who was always busy.

Filip was already in the box when Dillon arrived.

There was a bottle of Lafite on the table and Filip was holding a glass of it.

Seeing that Dillon had arrived, Filip poured a glass for him.

“What’s the occasion? You don’t have to work today?”

“Yep.”

Filip replied casually and passed the wine to him. Dillon took over and took a sip, “Should we call Freddie and them?”

Filip glanced at him, “Maybe next time.”

“Okay.”

Dillon stared at him, “What’s with you today?”

Filip didn’t really drink and he hated hanging out.

He preferred to stay in his apartment alone when he was not working.

He didn’t really have a routine or something, and he just stayed by himself.

Filip took a look at him, “You always said Starry loved me. How could you tell?”

Dillon gasped, “How come you are interested in this?”

“My maid was cleaning the Pearson’s House a couple of days ago and found some of her paintings.”

Then he paused a little, “She painted herself. And I am in all those paintings.”

“Wow, that’s moving.”

Filip didn’t say anything more but Dillon had already got used to it so he didn’t think much and then leaned against the couch, and said, “We all knew she loved you.”

“Did you remember you had a cold the first year you got married and you didn’t wanna go to the hospital? I brought you some soup and I said then that it was Frances who sent me.”

“Actually, that soup wasn’t from Frances. It was Starry, she made it. But she knew that you wouldn’t take it if you knew it was from her so she told me to say it was from Frances.

Filip didn’t want to go to the hospital so he had been sick for a week and Starry made him soup every day and let others bring it to him.

Love wasn’t something that could pretend.

“And that time at Frances’s birthday party, she was staring at you the whole time even though she was standing by Frances. And she also told the waiter to change your wine with juice every time you had to make a toast.”

Dillon got emotional after saying, “There were tons of it. Not to mention she cooked every meal on your birthday. Well, but you never tasted it. Such a pity.”

Dillon thought Filip crossed the line knowing what he did a year ago.

After all, Starry was his wife legally. Filip didn’t have to embarrass her even if he didn’t love her.

Then Dillon looked at Filip who was sitting next to him, “And that time when you called Pearson’s House to have someone bring the file you left to you. You remember how heavy that rain was, right? She was going to bring the file to you but her car broke down. Then she was standing by the road all wet in the rain and trying to get a cab. I happened to pass by and gave her a ride.”

“The first thing she got in my car was not to fix herself but to check your file. I guess she didn’t go up and just left with the file, right?”

Dillon got madder at Filip as he said all this, “Filip, I’ve known you for many years. But to be honest, you don’t deserve her.”

Filip just heard these stories from Dillon for the first time but he wasn’t surprised. Instead, he had mixed feelings.

He didn’t get mad like he normally did, and just replied, “Hum.”