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Chapter 81

"I don't think so.”Putting down the sweater that she was knitting,Cora held the phone with her hand and said, "He didn’t want to publicize the divorce because of his stance in the company and reputation.If he didn’t do it two months ago,I see no reason why he would do it now.It must be Phoebe.She might have stolen our divorce certificate.” "It's that bitch again. It seems that I have to teach her a lesson. She is really bold to make trouble like this again and again."Zoe frowned and her anger was self-evident. "Don't worry. She can't hurt me. What else can she do except for these tricks. Besides,Tristan protects her. I guess that's it. If I mention it again, I will be ostracized inside and out." Cora shrugged helplessly, but she couldn't feel relieved at all. She didn't want to compete with her, but she was sucked into the vortex all the time. Cora couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Life was always like this. People always do something not of their own free will; "Cora,I really feel sorry for you. I'll check it out. This time, even if Tristan doesn't give you an explanation, I won't let that bitch go.”Zoe wouldn't allow others to bully her friend. "Well, thank you, Zoe. You are the only one who supports me at the most critical moment every time. I really don't know what to say to express my gratitude." Cora was deeply touched. No matter what had happened, she was not alone. Zoe sighed, "Well, be in a good mood. Don't worry about it. We should be happier when we go out on Saturday. We can't be angry for such a trifle. Got it?" **************** On the other side, as soon as Tristan asked his assistant away, Noah called. "Hello, Noah. What's the news about?" Noah said in an anxious tone. Hardly had one wave subsided when another rose. "Someone set me up, but I can't figure out who it is for the time being."Tristan sighed. The thought of Cora’s face flashed through his mind. Why was she always so silent? He would rather she called and scolded him. "Tristan, think about it carefully. Who has the chance to take a photo of your divorce certificate? I won't remind you anything else.I didn't want to get involved in this, but sometimes I really think you are stupid." Noah sounded disappointed. Did Tristan need him to speak plainly? Tristan was stunned, as if he had understood something. "You mean…?” "Think about it yourself. I don't know who it is anyway. But think about it carefully, you should think it over." Noah hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt sorry for Phoebe, what she did made him feel disgust. Tristan was in a daze, as if his mind had returned to many years ago. When he first met Phoebe, she wore a ponytail and didn't wear any make-up. She was so beautiful that he was restless. Later, for some reason, there was a rumor that he loved Phoebe. At last, the two really felt in love because of this rumor. They had been in love for years. But in fact, they had only been together for three years. But no matter how long it had been,Tristan still had a good impression on Phoebe. But it seemed he never truly knew her. The truth was, except for him and Cora, Phoebe was the only one who had the chance. Of course, Cora would not release such a bad news to ruin her own reputation. Tristan rubbed his temples. There was a soft corner in his heart. The place was used to be reserved for Phoebe , but now it disappeared. The loved ones hurt each other in the end. This was the last thing he wanted to see. Tristan took out his phone and called his assistant. A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, Mr. Godoy. What's up?" "Investigate Phoebe as soon as possible, especially what she is doing recently, and whether she has contacted any news reporters.And try to check her call log.”Tristan’s voice became colder and colder. Sometimes, what defeated a person was not the pain of illness, but the fragile feelings that one could not bear. After hanging up the phone,Tristan closed his eyes. Although he had known the answer, he still wished what his conjecture was wrong. If he hadn't had wishful thinking, he wouldn't have been so difficult now. Tristan sighed as he didn't know what was going on in his life. He felt as if a shadow was following him. No matter what the result was, he didn't want to see it. Did Phoebe pretend to be so gentle and pitiful all those years? But since she had to pretend, why didn't she pretend all her life? Thinking of all the unpleasant things that had happened between Phoebe and Cora after Phoebe came back from abroad, Tristan couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. If everything was done by Phoebe,how much injustice had Cora suffered? Thinking of this, Tristan couldn't help but punch the sickbed angrily. It was a pity that he hadn't found out for such a long time. He was really stupid. Even an outsider like Noah could see it, but he had always been so stupid. Finally, Tristan understood how he pushed Cora away from him step by step. He also felt that there was a mess in his mind. Some things gradually became clear, but too dazzling. If one injury could be saved, then countless injuries would probably have locked Cora’s heart. No wonder in the face of a weak person like her, Cora would still sneer at him coldly. He deserved it. He could blame no one. He took a deep breath. It was better to know the truth than not. He hoped that things were not as bad as he thought. *********** Sitting on the sofa leisurely and playing with Fatty, Cora kept teasing the little kitten. She grew faster and fatter. If it had been in the past,Cora would have been so angry and worried. But today, when she knew the news that slandered her in this way, she didn't care it any more. Time could easily change a person. She knew that she had suffered too much because of what she had lost before. From now on, she would no longer be sad, because she might lose more. Time was like wine. Some people drink strongly, while some drink lightly. It was just the reflection of her own mentality. If one had a good mentality, she would be naturally vigorous. If she had a bad mentality, she would be decrepit. It was better to have a good time than to be depressed. Even if a person's reputation was of great important, no one would care about his/her feelings. He/she could only be relieved to see some sadness in other people's stories. Some people liked to compare their own lives with others'. Living a good life was naturally the object of jealousy of the other's, and living a bad life was naturally the object of ridicule of most people. Anyway, life was not like that. She lived for herself and didn't care about other people's feelings. However, some people cared about other people's feelings so much.

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