Sorry ex You'll Never Win Me Back

Chapter 350

Chapter 350 About Expletive!

She had had enough.

However…

Henry directly refused. “We haven’t found our partner yet. Why do you think you can rest?”

“You’re talking to anyone. When the fuck could we find one?” Nova gritted her teeth.

*Nova Bush! Who allowed you to speak the f word?” Henry darkened his face. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Nova was rendered speechless.

She suddenly understood that it was useless to talk with this man.

What she was trying to say was that they should finish their goal as soon as possible so that they could go to their homes. But Henry was educating her about expletives!

She had cursed him in her heart more than once! Nova took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I must restrain myself.

Henry seemed to be deliberately running counter to her. He continued talking to whoever came to him as if he wanted to utter enough to utter for a year.

Nova suddenly found herself an opportunity.

When Henry was chatting with a man, she suddenly said with all smiles. “Excuse me.”

When she saw Henry’s eyes firing fury, she smiled at Henry and said sweetly, “Henry, I’m going to the ladies‘ room. Come back later.”

Henry was stunned by her sweet voice and how she addressed him. It had been a long time…

The man talking with Henry nodded. “Please go ahead.”

Henry had to let Nova go as someone was watching them.

Henry nodded at Nova and released her.

Nova really wanted to sing loudly to express her joy. She trotted towards the washroom, and only washed her hands.

She felt her hands dirty after being held by Henry for so long.

After washing, she walked out and swept her glance through the crowds. She found Henry talking to Garland, which surprised her. But she

didn’t intend to listen. She just walked to the sofa and slowly sat down.

She felt so cozy the moment she flung herself on the sofa.

She could finally stop putting all her weight on her feet, which were placed on a pair of high–heels. She felt so much pain when she had to walk in such shoes.

She took out her phone.

An hour ago, Zona texted her and she didn’t notice.

She clicked the message.

Zona replied, Baby, congratulate me! I won the case for Rory! Come on. Treat me to dinner, will you? Say, I buy the ingredient and you cook!

Nova smiled.

I’m on a business trip. Gotta reward ya. What do you want?”

Zona was surprised. Business trip? Where? When?

Nova answered, Arrived today. A week maybe? Sizrane.

Soon, Nova’s phone rang.

Nova picked it up. After all, it was her friend’s call and she was sitting in a corner of the hall.

Before she spoke, Zona had begun grumbling, “Nova! I haven’t had dishes made by you for so long! I feel so sad! You should have gone

on a business trip to Sizrane! Remember me, understand?”

Nova was amused. “You sound as if I’m leaving for years. You called just to express your missing my cooking skills?”

“No… alas, my damn ghost father came back to me. I’m so annoyed?”

Nova frowned. “What happened?”

Zona heaved a sigh as if she was thinking about whether she should tell Nova.

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded Nova. Nova didn’t raise her head, and a pair of white crystal high–heels came into her sight. This woman wearing the shoes stopped right in front of her.