Chapter 519 With a Warm and Soft Beauty in His Arms, Yet Unable to Do Anything
He was wearing a gray tracksuit, with a large wet patch on his chest, and his coarse short hair was drenched in sweat. His eyes were as sharp as ever.
Mary glanced at him briefly and headed straight into the dining room to eat.
Matthew gave her a deep look.
He had barely slept last night.
With a warm, soft beauty in his arms, he couldn't do anything. If he did, she would turn against him immediately.
She was turning against him too quickly these days!
Bringing Mary back home, he had to take it step by step.
One day, she would willingly fall into his arms!
Matthew looked away and went straight upstairs to take a shower.
When Mary was almost done eating, Matthew came out, dressed in a sharp silver-gray suit, exuding a cold and noble aura. As he walked over, he was adjusting his cufflinks.
Mary glanced at him and asked, "Do you have a more low-key car?"
Matthew pulled out a chair and sat down, "How low-key?"
Mary said, "A car under $500,000."
Matthew snorted lightly at her words, "You call that a car?"
Mary fell silent.
She needed to buy a car for commuting. She had gotten her driver's license a long time ago. But initially, she didn't have the money. Later, when she had the money, she got too busy and didn't focus on it.
Now it was different. She was busy every day and needed a car for commuting.
Matthew said, "You can pick any car from my garage."
Mary said, "Not now, maybe later."
She always remembered her decision to keep things private for now.
After saying that, Mary got up and left.
She was cold and composed the whole time, treating him like a colleague.
Not even a colleague.
At least with colleagues, she would show a smile.
Facing him, she was impatient to say another word.
Matthew's face turned somber.
Mary first went to a car dealership to buy a car, drove it off the lot, and then went to work.
At noon, she went to the restaurant, gave her name, and the waiter led her to the second floor.
Opening the door to the private room, she saw a girl with light makeup but very beautiful, dressed in custom-made clothes, exuding a noble aura with every gesture.
"Ms. Sarah, hello."
Mary walked over and shook hands with Sophia.
Sophia looked at her and smiled, "Seeing is believing. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Montagu."
Mary said, "Just call me Mary. Matthew and I are divorced."
Sophia was straightforward, "Actually, I'm quite curious. Why did you divorce Matthew? You saved before. With that kind of gratitude, he would never agree to a divorce."
The two sat down and got straight to the point.
Mary said, "Laura even lost a leg saving him, and he still abandoned her. Men are just unreliable."
Sophia was quite surprised but smiled even more, "You're right. Trusting a man is like believing pigs can fly."
Mary smiled softly.
With Sophia, she felt a sense of meeting a kindred spirit.
Even though they met because of a common enemy, there was a natural familiarity, without the awkwardness and unease of meeting a stranger.
Mary didn't waste any time and took out the documents, sharing her plan with Sophia.
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