My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise

Chapter 79

Madison sat quietly on the sofa for a while. Many thoughts crossed her mind, but soon. her calm

demeanor replaced any trace of emotion on her face. She pondered, Just at piece of flesh, there is

nothing worth feeling sad about. It was my choice not to undergo surgery, and I can not blame anyone

else. Besides, he had not really seen it. Even if he did, he should be the one feeling guilty, so why

should I be ashamed? If he had seen it and said those words, it would only make me look down on

him. It wasn’t my fault, even if I looked hideous, I would not resent herself. Words hurt me once, but if a

similar situation arises in the future, I will not let myself be emotional again. As for my future, if I do get

married again and the other man says the same things as Leo, it would only mean that my judgment is

really flawed. However, if my future Mr. Right doesn’t mind, I will not mind repeating the same mistakes

to get married.”

Just as Madison was thinking, Leo’s voice came from behind. “I have made some ravioli, for you. Want

to cat now?”

“Thank you.” Madison stood up

from the sofa, with only a slight hint of redness in her eyes, showing no signs of having cried.

She did not refuse Leo’s kindness and followed him to the dining room. There were already some

spices prepared on the table. Leo brought out two plates of ravioli from the kitchen, placing the larger

portion in front of Madison.

“I was planning to cook pasta for you so it would be faster. But, there’s nothing left at home, not even

vegetables. So, I just heated some ravioli that was already prepared.” In his heart, he thought, Just

serving a plate of boring pasta may look quite unappetizing.

“Thank you, Madison politely expressed, “Actually, I’m fine with whatever. Next time, keep it simple,

whatever works.”

Leo had furrowed his brows at her polite “thank you,” but upon hearing her mention the “next time,” he

suddenly relaxed. He smiled and said, “No problem, heating some ravioli is not troublesome.”

Madison didn’t say anything more and quietly started eating. These ravioli were probably made by a

chef. They were thin skin, thick filling, perfectly seasoned, and they were shrimp ravioli. At least two

shrimp in cach, which she quite liked. Plus, she was starving, so the meal was quite enjoyable..

Leo ate quickly. He had only tasted a bit, and after finishing his food, he quietly watched Madison. His

dining manners were refined, and he didn’t rush. Although Leo. wasn’t hungry and had just eaten a

plate of ravioli, he couldn’t help wanting to add more, but the pot was already empty..

“Have you finished eating? Want to go and have some more?” Madison felt a bit uneasy under his gaze

and couldn’t help but look up and ask.

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Leo put down his fork. I only prepared these, and I had dinner last night.” Implying. that Madison, who

hadn’t eaten much, should eat more. She responded with a simple “thanks” and didn’t pay him much

attention. However, the atmosphere became somewhat strange. Two people were in the empty dining

room, and besides the sound of her eating, there was no other noise, making it quite odd.

When she had almost finished her meal and slowed down, she thought of a topic to break the silence.

“Why did I stay at your place yesterday? Did I drink too much, and Cullen called you?” Thinking of this,

Madison felt regretful. If she had known, she wouldn’t have gone out for drinks with Cullen and ended

up calling her ex after g drunk.

getting

Leo leaned back in his chair lazily as she questioned, “You don’t remember at all?”

Madison took a bite of the ravioli and shook her head. She had drunk thoroughly and had never gotten This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

drunk outside before. In the past, she had drunk with her brothers during celebrations, but if she got

drunk, she would just sleep and nothing else happened. Even when they went out, her brothers never

allowed her to drink, strictly prohibiting it. Even the last time she took Joe to Opal Heights Bar, he

asked the bartender to serve her only milk. This was the reason she chose to ask Cullen out for a drink

instead of her brothers.

She took a bite of a ravioli and waited, but Leo remained silent. Unable to contain herself, Madison

raised her eyes and asked, “So, what happened? Did I do something inappropriate?”

Leo looked at her and suddenly curved his lips into a smile. “Why don’t you guess?

Madison snorted lightly. “I won’t guess!”

Leo persisted in asking, “If Mrs. Palmer did something to me, do you intend to take responsibility for it?”

“Forget it if you don’t want to tell me.” Madison couldn’t be bothered to ask further and focused on her

food. Seeing him like this, she knew Leo was unreliable, and she didn’t expect him to say anything

meaningful. She continued, “And also, don’t call me that way again. Cullen said you had Morris handle

the paperwork yesterday. It’s been at workday, so our documents should have been changed. In the

past, I didn’t correct you because we did have that relationship in name, even if the marriage wasn’t so

wonderful, it was legally recognized. But now it’s different, and don’t keep using that title to tease me. I

don’t mind, but in case you get used to it and Sally hears one day, it won’t be good.”

She said it sincerely, with a look of a good farewell. Leo lowered his eyes and remained. silent. The

atmosphere at the dining table quieted down again. Until Madison almost finished her plate of ravioli, a

low and slow voice came from the man. “You didn’t do

anything. You slept like a baby after getting drunk, impossible to wake up. Cullen didn’t know your

address, so he called me and brought you over. As for that title…” He paused. stood up, and began to

clean up the plates and forks. “Morris was busy yesterday, so I’m sorry, Mrs. Palmer. The documents

probably haven’t been changed yet, so don’t rush to get rid of this identity. As for worrying that I’ve

gotten used to calling you that, don’t bother, Mrs. Palmer. I won’t trouble you.” The words “Mrs. Palmer”

were deliberately emphasized.

Madison was shocked. She stared at him with her mouth slightly open and thought to herself, “Why

does this da mn man always go back on his word? He does whatever he wants!”

Leo looked at her stunned expression, and the curve of his lips deepened. But the next moment, the

smile froze on his face. He saw Madison close her eyes in frustration and let out a wail, “Since you

didn’t change the documents, why did I go out for drinks? I got drunk for nothing, embarrassing myself!”

Leo gritted his teeth as he spoke up. “Is that all you can think of?”

Madison gave him a disdainful look. “Then what else should I think about?”

“Fine! Fine! You get another chance to celebrate it again. Isn’t that better?” Leo was infuriated. He

turned around, not even bothering to clean up the spice jars left on the table..

Madison felt utterly puzzled and wondered, ‘It was you who initiated the divorce, arranged for the

procedures, and now you are getting angry?”

Adhering to a sense of courtesy after being treated to a meal. Madison wiped the table and took the

spice jars back to the kitchen. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke up. “Leo, are you angry?”

for

The man washed the plates, his face cold and silent. There was no need to say, it was evident he was

still upset. Madison sighed softly, pondered for a moment, and then suggested, “How about this, you

celebrate first next time. Once you’re done, I’ll go t mine. Does it sound alright to you?” As soon as the

words were spoken, the sound of shattering ceramics echoed.

“Celebrate?” The man sneered coldly, glanced sideways at her, and asked in an agitated. tone, “You

tell me, what am I’celebrating?”

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