The Boss Went Crazy After Divorce

It gets dark late in the summer, and it’s not quite dark at seven o’clock.

Starry returned to the villa before eight o’clock. Filip had a dinner party tonight.

He has never eaten much at dinner parties, Starry changed his clothes and cut up the piece of pumpkin in the fridge, intending to cook a pot of millet pumpkin porridge.

When it was done, it was only eight o’clock when I came out of the kitchen.

Starry intends to go to the study and write the outline of the new article.

She likes her phone muted when she’s writing, and only when she sees the time on her computer does she realize she’s been sitting inside her study for over an hour.

It’s 9:30.

Her neck was a little sore, she rubbed it for a while, turned off the computer and got up and went downstairs.

Just after reaching the second floor, Starry saw Filip walking up from the stairs.

She smiled a little, “Such a coincidence?”

Filip looked at her, his eyes glowing, “How did you know I was coming over?”

“Guess.”

She walked over and stopped in front of him, smelling the white wine on him, “Drinking?”

“Drank a little.”

Filip said, raised his hand to loosen his tie, pulled it off and put it in Starry’s hand, looked down at her and said again, “Not much to drink.”

The smell of alcohol on Filip was not too heavy, and it really didn’t smell like he’d had too much to drink.

Starry put the tie in his hand aside, “Did you eat tonight?”

“Ate some.”

“How much is it to have eaten some?”

She said, walking over to the small bar, pouring a glass of water and handing it to him.

Filip took the cup, tilted his head and drank a small half, “Took a few bites of the food.”

“So it’s not much to eat?”

Filip looked at her with a smile, not saying anything, but the meaning was clear.

Starry hummed lightly and walked into the kitchen, brought out the cooked pumpkin porridge and put it on the dining table, “Don’t come over yet, do you want me to feed you?”

Filip was rarely stunned for a moment, he really did not expect that Starry would prepare food for him in advance.

He is a bit clean, talk about cooperation in the meal, he always do not eat a lot of food.

This evening’s meal inevitably drank two glasses of white wine, not much, just the stomach inside without something to pad, he started a little stomachache on the way back.

The old lady used to always whisper in his ear what, this age is still not married, later home even a pot inside the hot rice people are not.

What was he thinking at that time?

He is so rich, hiring a nanny is not enough to hire two, two is not enough to three, how could he be reduced to the point of not even a hot meal to eat at home?

Until today, Filip is considered to completely understand the meaning of the old lady’s words.

The so-called “hot meal” is not simply a hot meal at all.

A person who has been at the mall all day, comes home and sees that the person he loves has prepared a hot meal for him.

Because of the love, so will worry about his meals eaten or not, worry about how much he drank.

This kind of unrelated interest in remembering keeps him from becoming a wireless kite with a big sky and many places to perch, anywhere, but it also seems that it doesn’t matter where.

Looking at the steaming pumpkin porridge, Filip withdrew his thoughts and went into the kitchen to get the dishes himself.

Starry brought out the porridge and sat down. She is not a babysitter, and it was good enough to cook him porridge and bring it out to the table.

He wants to eat, he has hands and feet, he will take it himself.

Filip scooped a bowl of porridge and looked at Starry who was sitting beside him, “Was dinner good today?”

Starry nodded, raising her hand to her chin, “Izabella and I also met Lucia and Jackie at the restaurant.”

Hearing the names of these two, Filip frowned, “Why are the two of them together?”

“Yeah, why are the two of them together?”

Starry said, took the recorder out, pressed the play button and put it in front of him.

The villa was quiet, and although the background sound of the restaurant was a bit loud at the time, there were only three tables near them at the time, and the closest one was the one with Lucia and Jackie.

The two voices are naturally the clearest inside the recorder, moreover, they also mentioned Starry’s name many times, Filip naturally heard it as soon as he heard it.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The whole ten minutes, Lucia and Jackie both almost always mention how to make Starry lose his reputation.

Filip sulked, “I’ll take care of it.”

He had thought that by giving Rowan a warning, Lucia would be restrained.

I didn’t expect that this Lucia’s thief heart would not die, but actually still want to make a demon.

Jackie is the same way, even after being taught a lesson by Lyla, she is still deadly.

In that case, don’t blame him.

Starry didn’t refuse, she thought much the same as Filip.

I thought Lyla could control Jackie, but I didn’t think Jackie would ever want to stop.

In that case, she doesn’t care and lets Filip take care of it.

Filip has a lot of means to move Lucia and Jackie, and it’s much simpler.

“The porridge is cold.”

Starry is not angry with Lucia and Lyla for dealing with them so viciously, but she found out about it in advance anyway?

The two of them now even if they really still have a thief’s heart, a short time, but also do not dare to do anything.

Filip looked at the smile on Starry’s lips, which had been exasperated, and somehow faded away.

“Hmm.”

He answered, bowed his head and began to drink the porridge.

The soft millet pumpkin porridge entered the mouth, and then into the stomach, he felt a wave of ironing, stomach pain are slowed down a lot.

Starry did not bother Filip to drink porridge, picked up the phone to see the news, just as Izabella sent her a message: “Starry, you warned Lucia and Jackie two things in the afternoon, I do not know who photographed to the Internet, things are developing quickly, someone has picked out you are the author ‘Starry like me’.”

Izabella: Isn’t your new drama going to be broadcast the day after tomorrow? Now a bunch of people on the Internet are calling you names and saying they want to boycott your show and your new book.

Izabella: Is Filip at your place? You tell Filip to find someone to take care of this thing! I’ve asked my brother to block some keywords. But this thing is hot on several short video platforms, and it’s not good to withdraw it for a while.

Starry didn’t click on the video, she probably guessed that she poured water on Lucia and Jackie’s heads when they were filmed and put online.

Nowadays, people on the Internet are particularly fond of claiming justice and subsequently judging others.

Starry returned Izabella’s message and then put the phone directly in front of Filip: “I seem to be in a bit of trouble.”

No sooner had she said that than Filip’s phone rang.

He raised his hand and touched hers, saying soothingly, “Mr. Robertson’s on the phone.”

“You take it first.”

Anyway, the rush is not urgent in this moment.

Filip nodded and put it on speakerphone straight away, “What is it?”

“President Pearson, there’s a video of Ms. Bradley on the internet that’s suddenly on fire, and underneath the video is all about Ms. Bradley, do I need to get someone to block the video first?”

Filip glanced at Starry: “You first have the heat suppressed, the video blocked, and then find out who posted the video!”

“Okay, President Pearson, I’ll get right on it!”

Hanging up the phone, Starry raised an eyebrow and tapped the video Izabella sent over on her phone to play, “Isn’t it curious what I did?”