Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce
Chapter 902 Everything Has Been Changed

Chapter 902 Everything Has Been Changed

Her unintentional words made Evelyn feel a little embarrassed, but she was not angry. She explained lightly, "No, it's my friend."

"Ah, so that's how it is..." Lola touched the hair by her ear awkwardly. "Because I've never seen Evelyn's husband before. I'm sorry...'

"It doesn't matter." Evelyn smiled comfortingly. "Pack up and get ready to get off work."

"Well, okay!"

After closing the shop, Evelyn felt tired. Sadie had already prepared dinner at home, so Bert drove her and Lucas back to the Grandview Residence. Before getting out of the car, Evelyn invited him to her house.

Bert passed by her and glanced at the gate of the villa. After a while, he looked away and shook his head. "No, I have something else to do later."

"Let's go in and have dinner before leaving. You haven't eaten yet." Evelyn insisted on him coming home because she knew that he hadn't eaten yet and wouldn't let him go without eating.

Bert had no choice but to park the car in the yard and follow her into the house.

Sadie had heard something about Bert from Evelyn before, so she knew that this person would be of great help to Evelyn. She greeted her warmly and served the food.

"Miss Shelton, you didn't say that there were still people at home. I made four dishes and one soup. I don't know if it's enough..." Sadie was a little worried.

Evelyn handed him the knife and fork. "It's okay, Sadie. We're friends. You're welcome."

"That's good, that's good!"

There were the Stir Fried Lotus Root Slices, Grilled Barbecue Ribs, Steamed Spotted Garoupa, and the Matsutake and Chicken Soup, as well as Fried Shrimp with Cashews that Lucas loved. All the plates were placed on the table and looked very warm. The light of the dining room shone on the dishes, arousing people's appetite.

Evelyn rolled up her sleeves and took the white porcelain bowl in front of Bert. She filled it with hot chicken soup for him and said, "This is the soup that Sadie is best at. Have a taste."

Bert didn't like this kind of greasy thing. He glanced at the yellow oil soup floating in the bowl and took a sip. The taste was strong and greasy. Unexpectedly, it was not bad. He couldn't help but take another sip. "It's delicious."

Sadie was also happy to hear that. "Drink more. There's still half a pot left!"

Bert was very satisfied with the simple four dishes and one soup, not only because he had tasted the home-cooked meals he had always wanted to eat, but also because Evelyn and Lucas were sitting next to him, which gave him an illusion of returning to Lownon.

In the past five years, although they didn't see each other every day, they only had each other around. They occasionally had a meal together and got along very well.

But now... Bert looked down at the dishes in his bowl. For him, everything had changed.

After the meal, Bert chatted with Lucas for a while and then proposed to leave. Seeing that he insisted, Evelyn didn't stay any longer. She sent him to the car in the yard and carefully said, "Drive slowly. This is not Lownon. The speeding inspection is strict."

"Okay," he answered casually. He was not afraid of the traffic police at all. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the villa. "Go in and rest early."

Without waiting for Evelyn's response, he stepped into the car. The black Aston Martin started and soon drove out of the yard, merging with the night. Evelyn watched the car lights disappear from her sight and then turned into the house.

Bert drove aimlessly around the streets. His mind was filled with the scene of the meal just now, as well as the sentence "Evelyn, is this your husband?" by Lola.

He had told himself that he was going to let go of her, but she had easily messed up his plan.

He hated himself like this, and there was an inexplicable hostility in his body.

The car sped up. After driving around for nearly half an hour, his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. With a bad temper, he parked the car by the side of the road, got out of the car, and walked to the convenience store on the side of the road.

He bought a bottle of ice water, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and poured it down his throat. The cold liquid did not ease his restlessness but instead made things worse.

Bert narrowed his eyes and looked at a bar across the street.