Became A Queen After divorce

“It’s undeniable what she said is true,” Ruth felt uncomfortable inside.

This feeling… as if her clothes had been stripped away and she was being trampled upon!

Ruth didn’t dare to lift her head for fear of seeing the contempt in Mr. Hurst’s eyes.

Sure enough, from the moment she entered until now, Mr. Hurst hadn’t even glanced at her.

His tender gaze remained on Pearl, as if she were the only one in his eyes.

Ruth could only delude herself, trembling, forcing a gentle smile as she began to take her leave.

“I-I came to deliver soup. It looks quite busy here, Pearl… oh no, Miss Pearl, I’ll leave first.”

She wanted to call her “Pearl” out of habit.

Libby’s words made Ruth keenly aware of the gap between her and Pearl.

Perhaps they could never go back to how things were before.

As her words fell, Ruth placed the thermos in her hand on a nearby cabinet and quickly turned to leave.

Seeing this, Pearl hurriedly climbed off Sam and went out after her.

“Ruth, Ruth, don’t go yet. You’ve come all this way, why not take a break?”

As Miss Pearl caught up, Ruth had already stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed slowly, her friend’s familiar face was gradually disappearing.

Only her voice came from inside.

“No, I have some things to take care of. Please take good care of Mr. Hurst for me.”

“Ruth!”

Pearl didn’t know why she had to say that last sentence to herself. Could it be that she had misunderstood herself and Sam?

Just now was just an accident.

Looking at the constantly flashing buttons on the elevator, Pearl grabbed her hair in annoyance.

Ruth and him… both were very important to her… friends.

She chased after her in a hurry, returned in disappointment, and it was obvious from the looks on their faces that there was a conflict between good friends.

Libby noticed the appearance of the girl just now and secretly formed a vicious plan.

Perhaps she wanted to start with that girl named Ruth to deal with Pearl.

“How about it? Didn’t you catch up with your friend?” She knowingly asked.

Pearl accumulated a bellyful of anger and didn’t know how to vent it. After all, the person standing in front of her was her sister.

She could only persuade herself to calm down and try to explain her position.

“Sis, why did you say that just now? Ruth is my best friend, and she came here with good intentions to visit the patient.”

Facing her expressed dissatisfaction, Libby appeared unusually calm.

She raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes charming.

“Oh? So… the kind of person your friend Ruth is, I can tell at a glance.”

“Born in poverty but unwilling to accept her fate. Can someone with such vanity and pride really become your true friend?”

Having known each other online for five years, Pearl was more confident in her judgment.

She thought that Libby had been with the Gilliam family for too long, so she saw everyone as sinister and dark.

“It’s not like you said, Ruth and I are indeed true friends.”

Pearl rebutted loudly.

“Ridiculous! I don’t blame you for saying such things at such a young age, but I must remind you that just now that girl also likes Mr. Hurst.”

“Between a good friend and a lover, I want to see how you choose!”

These words were like a deep-water bombshell, shocking the two in the ward.

Sam came here with only one goal.

He’s the one who survived for the target, this kind of vulgar love affair is not suitable for him.

On the other side, Pearl, who realized that her thoughts had been seen through, looked at Sam’s expressionless face and couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.

“Libby, don’t talk nonsense. There’s nothing between Mr. Hurst and me. As for the situation you mentioned, I don’t think it will happen.”

At this point, Sam also spoke, and his answer did not exceed Libby’s prediction.

“Miss Libby, stop joking. I’ve always been thinking about how to fight for the Gilliam family.”

“Things like love and romance should be left to young people to experience.”

He was already thirty-four years old this year, and he had no such thoughts in his youth.

No now, no future… there’s no such thing as marrying.

“When a person has no emotional burden, he is the freest. I am used to being free, and I am unwilling to enter this prison.”

Pearl was stunned after listening, and couldn’t deny that what he said was reasonable, but it was too selfish and unfeeling!

“Sam, what if there’s a girl who likes you very much, will you be moved and fall in love with her?”

She blurted out this sentence, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became stiff, with a touch of awkwardness permeating the air.

Libby crossed her arms and looked at her, her face filled with a cold smile as if watching a good show.

Sam frowned, seeming to dislike discussing this topic.

Blushing, Pearl carefully added a sentence.

“Don’t misunderstand, the girl I’m talking about is not me, just a hypothetical question.”

The man’s response was indeed as ruthless as his philosophy, leaving no room for it.

“First of all, Miss Pearl, your hypothesis will never hold true;”

“Secondly, whether she likes me is her business, and I, Sam, will not fall in love with a woman just because she is moved. I think such love is not pure.”

“Finally, if the girl you’re talking about is your friend just now, I would refuse!”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

In this world full of material desires, people are fickle, and many men and women are together just to play around.

Pearl felt that men like Sam were really rare, but once they fell in love, it was a lifetime.

Just thinking about it is very challenging!

“You misunderstood, the person I’m talking about is not her.”

“And of course not me…”

The latter sentence was really a bit superfluous.

At these words, Sam stared at her profile for a few seconds, half believing and half doubting, and smiled carelessly with his crimson lips.

“Not the best.”

He withdrew his gaze and looked out the window at the distance.

That direction was the hometown he longed to return to.

Back in the slums, the first thing Ruth did was take off the black dress on her body.

She felt like crying when she thought of the look in the woman’s eyes when she was wearing this dress.

“Who cares about wearing your unwanted dress, I’m going to cut it up now!”

But when she took off the dress and wanted to change into her own clothes, Ruth realized that there wasn’t a single piece of her clothes at home.

The pile of cloth in the corner can’t be called “clothes” at all.

It’s a mess!

The patches on it are piled up because they are so poor that many holes can’t be patched.

It’s her usual “workwear” for picking up garbage.

At this moment, she hesitated.