Bossy President You Are So Bad

Chapter 7 I Want A Divorce

‘Was it?’ Becca was very skeptical. ‘How could she lose that memory in her mind?’ However, she

recalled the photos she saw on her marriage license and really wanted to slap herself.

Looking at her laughing so brilliantly in the photo, who would believe she was forced?

"That doesn't count. I was drunk." Becca explained to him.

Kelvin also said to her very seriously, "We got the marriage license, slept with each other, and did

everything that was supposed to be done by husband and wife. You have to accept the fact."

Becca was dumbfounded.

So, it seemed that there was some truth…

"And, you enjoyed it last night." Kelvin smiled.

Hearing this, Becca blushed and put her hand over his mouth, looking around, lest he be heard.

Kelvin felt that she was so lovely that he had a desire for her and was getting closer to her.

"Well, even if I admit that we're married, we can get divorced now." Now, Becca just wanted to stay

away from this man.

Kelvin was slightly unhappy, "Why should I divorce?"

"Because our marriage was an accident. And as the president of the Heyday Group and the head of

the Lewis family, you will regret marring me because I am just a nobody."

Becca pointed at his chest with her fingers and said seriously.

"I won’t regret." Kelvin replied in a calm manner.

Becca was lost for words.

"Well. We are just not the right one for other either." Becca also did not know what to say and gave a

quick response.

"Why aren’t we the right one for each other?" Kelvin wanted to know the reasons.

"Well, we don’t match each other." Becca frowned, "Let’s talk about appearance first. You look so

handsome and should look for a beautiful woman. And you are more than over six feet tall but I am

short. "

"Are you sure we don’t match each other?" Kelvin snickered.

Becca was lost for words again.

"I don't care. I'm going to get divorced anyway." If reasoning didn't work out, she would make a scene

instead. He was a president at least. She bet he wouldn’t hit her.

"No way." Kelvin refused her relentlessly.

Becca was about to refute him, but Bill hurriedly walked over.

"Mr. Lewis." He walked to the pool and stopped. "Miss Moore is here."

Kelvin turned cold immediately.

"I'm not available." He said coldly.

"But your father called and said that if you didn't see Miss Moore, he would come to see you in person."

Bill was in a dilemma since he knew that Kelvin was in a bad relationship with his father. If the old Mr.

Lewis did come, he would definitely know Becca.

Hearing this, Becca was confused. Kelvin grasped the arms of Becca and lifted her up to settle on the

pool edge. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Miss Moore?

The name seemed familiar. Was this Miss Moore the most beautiful woman in the South City, who was

engaged with Kelvin?

So was she the fiancée of Kelvin?

"Tell Kelly to take her to dinner."

Kelvin again became that cold-blooded person. Becca wondered whether he was suffering from

schizophrenia for he changed his emotions so quickly.

"I'll go myself." Becca took the bath towel on the ground and warped her body. She didn’t want to be

followed by others. It was the best if she could find a chance to sneak away. Seeing her disappear at

the door, Kelvin’s heart became tender.