Chapter 1280 Algerone’s Call


    Chapter 1280 Algerone’s Call


    While entering the elevator, Monica grumbled, "He has forgotten his ex-wife after having a young


    girlfriend, huh? Why isn''t he cooperative? s!"


    Knowing Monica would return home today, Belinda prepared many dishes after spending several hours


    in the kitchen.


    "I''m home, Belinda!"


    Monica pressed her finger on the lock. In the 5500-square-foot living room, she pushed her suitcase


    and let it slide.


    "Wash your hands. We''ll have pasta today." Belinda walked to the dining room with freshly cooked


    pasta. "I cooked it myself."


    Belinda was in her fifties but looked young and fashionable. Her casual clothes were of good quality at


    a high price.


    She looked spirited as she was an independent woman who knew what she wanted.


    "OK." Monica trotted to rinse her hands. "Wow! The food smells good. I''m starved."


    Belinda put the dishes onto the table one after another.


    "Where is Jona?" Monica looked around. "Why did you cook in person?"


    "I gave her a few days off. I''m alone at home, so I let her take a break." Belinda smiled at her daughter.


    "Monica, I''ll introduce a friend of mine to you a few dayster."


    "No. Not interested," Monica refused. Instinctively, she could tell it would be a blind date.


    "Why not? Don''t you trust my taste? I won''t make a mistake." Belinda didn''t lie to her. "I have high


    standards for my son-inw. No worries. The boy I like is really outstanding."


    "Marriage isn''t a trade. Besides, I''ll be the one who gets married." Monica didn''t want to go on any blind


    date after the unpleasant experiencest time.


    "You haven''t met him yet. Why do you think so? Can''t you stop being so willful? Honey, have the pasta.


    Do you like it? I won''t harm you, anyway."


    Monica sighed silently. Her father asked her to obey his decision, and her mother asked her to obey


    hers. Monica understood why they had divorced.


    Belinda also sat at the table. The fresh roses in the vase were blossoming, their fragrance spreading in


    the room.


    Suddenly, Monica heard the ringing tone of her mother''s phone and felt delighted. Belinda picked it up


    and muttered, "An unknown number."


    It was her private phone.


    In the past several years, Belinda didn''t keep in touch with Algerone.


    "Hurry! Answer it. Your friend might ask you for a favor," Monica remarked leisurely. She shoved pasta


    into her mouth. "Ehn. I like it so much. I can have two tes."


    Her remark pleased Belinda. She darted at Monica and said, "Eat more. It''s more healthy than the


    takeouts."


    N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Then she swiped to answer, "Hello?"


    "Hello, Belinda. This is Algerone..."


    Belinda''s expression changed. Algerone hurriedly said, "Please don''t hang up. Let me finish my


    words." He hadn''t kept in touch with his ex-wife for years but still could imagine her reaction.


    Since Monica was in her presence, Belinda repressed her anger and prompted, "Make it short and


    quick."


    Her tone made Monica look up and wonder if the call was from her father.


    Belinda was always kind and elegant, so her tone had never been so rude except for talking to


    Algerone.


    "Your birthday ising soon. Do you n to travel or celebrate it at home?" Algerone asked gently


    and didn''t get angry with her tone. After all, he had betrayed her.


    Belinda didn''t expect him to remember her birthday. Widening her eyes in surprise, this tough


    businesswoman felt soreness in her heart and was taken aback.