Cyrus looked at the man sitting next to Susie, arm around her as if declaring his territory. His mouth twitched.
"I heard you two got divorced."
"Even if we did, it's none of your business!" Lawrence retorted, glaring at Cyrus.
Why was he back from abroad? To steal his wife?
Cyrus raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Susie has the freedom to choose. Whether she'll choose me, I don't know, but I can start pursuing her again!"
Lawrence's face darkened with rage.
The atmosphere grew tense.
Susie gave Cyrus a thumbs-up.
Impressive. In just a few words, he had Lawrence seething with anger.
"Want to pursue her?" Lawrence sneered, his gaze cold as he looked at Cyrus. "Then you'll have to ask for my permission!"
"Why should I ask you?" Cyrus took a sip of water, looking at Susie with a gaze full of affection.
The heat in his eyes might escape Susie's notice, but Lawrence caught it.
That was the look of a man admiring a woman.
"She's my wife. If you pursue her, you're encouraging her to cheat?" Lawrence sneered.
Susie stiffened, her face turning cold. She pushed Lawrence away and moved a bit further.
"Lawrence, you're the one who cheated, not me. Cyrus and I are just friends!"
He argues with everyone he encounters
He even dared accuse her and was claiming she was cheating? How shameless! They had already divorced.
"Oh, so coming to a couple's restaurant with him means you're just friends, but if I stand next to another woman, it's cheating?"
Susie fumed, "If you weren't cheating, why did you hold her? Why did you kiss her?"
"I've explained it to you; there's nothing between us. Yet you won't let it go!" Lawrence was exasperated.
"I'll never forget how despicable you are!" Susie's chest heaved with anger.
Lawrence gave a bitter smile.
"Fine, I'm despicable."
Cyrus watched them argue, calmly eating his food, enjoying the show.
Lawrence glared at him, warning, "Don't enjoy this too much, Cyrus. Let me tell you, Susie and I never divorced. You're dreaming if you think you can pursue her!"
With that, Lawrence got up and left. He couldn't eat anymore.
Cyrus was taken aback, and Susie froze.
"Lawrence, what do you mean by that? Explain it to me!" Susie stood up, shouting after him.
Several people looked over.
Lawrence didn't respond, walking away for good.
He hadn't just failed to make Cyrus angry; he had enraged himself even argued with Susie
Lawrence punched the wall, his face dark as he took the elevator downstairs. Seeing Susie's pink car reminded him she had no way to get home if he drove off.
He sent her a text message.
"Sweetheart, I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Enjoy your meal. I'm waiting for you downstairs!"
So, Lawrence sat in the car, waiting for her, his stomach growling with hunger.
Susie saw his message and huffed.
Every time, he would hit her and then offer a candy. Did he think she was that easy to appease? Not a chance!
She kept drinking water to suppress her anger.
Cyrus, noticing she had drunk several glasses, asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"
Shawn had told him about her hospital stay. He had been worried sick, visiting her once when she wasn't in good shape. He had been busy since and hadn't had the chance to see her again.
"Much better now, don't worry!" Susie smiled apologetically at him. "Don't mind what Lawrence said. He was just like a powder keg, lashing out at everyone."
Cyrus chuckled and handed her pan-seared foie gras with truffle.
"It's still warm. Have another one!"
"Okay!" Susie couldn't resist the food. As she ate, she asked, "Aren't you eating?"
"I enjoy watching you eat," Cyrus said, resting his chin on his hand, looking at her with satisfaction.
Susie paused, feeling that his gaze was a bit different. How to describe it? It was like... like the way Lawrence looked at her.
She shivered, quickly dismissing the thought and focusing on her food.
Maybe she was overthinking.
She and Cyrus had known each other since middle school; they were like brothers. He had pursued many girls, and she had even helped him win some over.
How could he possibly like her?
"Why didn't you bring your girlfriend back with you?"
"We broke up!" Cyrus's gaze was steady, watching her carefully, noting her avoidance.
"Did you really divorce Lawrence?"
"Yes, the divorce certificate is already issued..." Susie frowned. How could Lawrence claim they weren't divorced after they had the certificate?
Was he just trying to provoke Cyrus?
She felt something was off but couldn't pinpoint it.
The divorce certificate was handled by Lincoln. It shouldn't be fake.
Cyrus gave her a deep look, slicing a piece of steak and placing it on her plate.
"Eat more!"
"Okay."
After Susie had eaten most of her meal, Cyrus asked again, "Are you sure you don't want to reconcile with Lawrence? From what Shawn said, Lawrence didn't cheat; he was just putting on a show with that woman."
"With the way he yelled at me just now, does that seem like reconciliation? I think it's better this way."
Susie continued eating.
Cyrus watched her pretend to be indifferent, smiling a little. Suddenly, he said, "Susie, if you're really not getting back with Lawrence, then why not be with me? I promise I'll never be with another woman to make you misunderstand."
Susie looked at his half-serious, half-joking expression and burst out laughing.
"You're such a playboy. Being friends is fine, but dating? No way!"
Cyrus's eyes darkened. Her heart had never been with him.
"Hey, Lawrence said you two aren't divorced. Could your divorce certificate be fake?"
He leaned forward slightly, smiling as he reminded her.
Lawrence's confident tone hadn't seemed like he was just trying to irritate him. The divorce certificate was probably fake.
"Fake?" Susie felt a pang of shock, looking at Cyrus in disbelief. "Lincoln handled it for us. It can't be fake, right?"
"Street certificates cost just a few bucks," Cyrus laughed.
Lawrence was sneaky enough. It wasn't impossible for Lincoln to find someone to forge it.
