The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce

Phoebe Belmont and Daniel Thompson turned pale with fright, especially Daniel, who immediately stood up and rushed towards the door.

Daniel pressed hard against the door, his heart pounding wildly.

Thinking that Amanda hadn’t been gone for long, Daniel’s face turned numb with fear in an instant.

Could it be that Amanda had come back early?

He took a deep breath and asked in a terrified tone, “Who’s outside?”

Just as his heart was about to stop, the voice outside the door answered, “Mr. Thompson, Miss Leaford left something at the front desk, and they asked us to bring it up for you.”

“Oh ” Daniel’s heart gradually returned to its original position, “Just leave it outside the door.”

The voice outside faded, and after a while, silence was restored.

Daniel’s pale face slowly recovered.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Amanda

He glanced at the toilet door with mixed feelings.

He and Phoebe hadn’t done anything, but now step by step, even if they weren’t having an affair, they were being forced into one.

“Phoebe, you ”

Just as he was about to ask Phoebe to come out, the door lock rattled again.

Daniel’s words got stuck in his throat, and as he turned around, Amanda had just opened the door.

Amanda was carrying bags, and when she lifted her head, she saw Daniel’s alarmed expression.

“What’s wrong?” Amanda hesitated for a moment, raising her hand with the bags, “This suite has kitchenware, and since we’re outside, I thought I’d try cooking myself.”

Before she got sick, she loved cooking for her family, but after getting pregnant and giving birth, she never had the opportunity to cook. Seeing the kitchenware in the suite, she became eager to cook.

Daniel’s heart leaped into his throat, and he glanced at the toilet out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that Phoebe hadn’t come out, a smile spread across his face, “That’s great, I’ve been wanting to taste your cooking again and reminisce about our younger days.”

Hearing this, Amanda’s hand trembled, but she quickly concealed it.

She handed the bags to him, “I’ll go wash my hands.”

“Wait!” Daniel’s voice raised several decibels.

Amanda looked puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

Daniel awkwardly smiled, grabbed her hand, and led her towards the kitchen in the suite, “Wash your hands in the kitchen, and I can help too.”

Amanda was silent for a few seconds before following him to the suite’s kitchen.

In the toilet, Phoebe pressed her hand against her chest, her face flushed, her emotions like a rollercoaster.

Why did she have to sneak around when she hadn’t done anything wrong?

If she really did something wrong, it was falling in love with the wrong person.

Anger burned her cheeks, and suddenly, she had an idea.

If she stormed out now, Daniel and Amanda’s relationship would definitely collapse, and their feelings would never heal. She wouldn’t have to do anything, as Amanda would certainly divorce Daniel.

As long as Amanda and Daniel got divorced, she was confident she could rekindle her past relationship with Daniel.

Although she wasn’t as good-looking or capable as Amanda, when it came to cunning, Amanda was no match for her.

Many marriages fail not because of outside interference, but because of internal decay.

At that thought, she excitedly walked to the door, preparing to open it when suddenly she remembered Daniel’s warning.

Daniel would rather pretend to be sick than reconcile with Amanda, and if she walked out now, Daniel would probably hate her.

Just in that moment, she felt torn.

Seeing Amanda busy in the kitchen, Daniel casually walked to the door, discreetly opened a crack, coughed softly outside the toilet, and returned to the kitchen suite.

Now was a good time for Phoebe to leave.

After doing all this, Daniel went back to the kitchen suite, glancing at the toilet from the corner of his eye, only to find that the door hadn’t moved, furrowing his brow.

Half an hour went by, and Phoebe still hadn’t come out.

Daniel became anxious.

He sent a message to Phoebe on his cell phone: Why aren’t you leaving?

Phoebe’s hand gripping her cell phone tightened.

Regardless of what Daniel did, Phoebe still did not come out.

Daniel’s heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.

Just then, Amanda had finished cooking and brought out the food. Seeing Daniel’s uneasy look, she smiled gently, “Stop standing, let’s eat first.”

Daniel responded and sat down nervously.

He swept a glance at the table, which held almost all of his favorite dishes, and his heart warmed up as if he had returned to the days of their youth when they first met, and she had prepared so many dishes to treat him.

All of a sudden, he noticed something wrong.

“Why are there three pairs of chopsticks? Are we expecting a guest?”

Amanda nodded.

Daniel smiled, “Let’s wait for the guest to arrive before we start eating.”

“Alright.” Amanda’s lips curled upwards, “You can call her out.”

Daniel’s heart contracted abruptly.

“What do you mean by calling her out?”

“The guest in the toilet,” Amanda pointed with her chopsticks in the direction of the toilet, “It’s not nice to keep someone in there for so long, so let her join us for dinner since we’re eating.”