Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

"Paula..." Cherise greeted the other person on the other side of the receiver with a smile.

"Girl, why am I the last person to know you have divorced?" Paula Laurent scowled the moment she heard her best friend greet her.

Cherise was speechless. After three years of not being in contact, the first thing she did was scold her instead of asking about her well-being.

"And I heard of what scumbag Hudson Amery and his family did to you!" Paula continued before Cherise could answer her. "I swear if I meet him, I'll bite his head off!"

Cherise couldn't help but laugh. Paula, Katherine, Logan, and she had been best friends for so long, and just like Katherine, Paula still hadn't changed after three years apart.

Unlike Logan, who was calm yet dangerous, Katherine, who was seductive, or Cherise, who was graceful yet domineering, Paula was the feisty one in their group. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. Her mouth could spit fire whenever she wanted, especially if it involved her best friends being bullied.

"You can still laugh?" Cherise could imagine her scowling face even through the phone.

"I'm sorry, Paula," she hurriedly apologized. "It wasn't that I didn't want to tell you, but it happened so suddenly, and I was so sure Katherine or Logan would tell you the moment they knew about it."

"You are right about it, but I'd still prefer to hear it from your mouth," Paula sighed and asked, "How are you, girl? You okay?"NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"It hurt, but I'm over it now," Cherise shrugged.

"Of course, it'd hurt," Paula said in understanding. "You were so in love with him for three years that you willingly left your lavish lifestyle and all the pampering you were used to just to serve him and his family, but they didn't appreciate it. But it's good that you are okay now, hon."

At least her friends and brother were understanding. Not one of them blamed her for being stupid- except her grandpa, who just loved to tease her. "Yeah, I'm alright now, and I'll be even better soon," Cherise said, her words one of reassurance to her friend and at the same time filled with confidence. "That's the Cherise I know!" Paula laughed. "I've just landed. Let's have dinner at our favorite place tonight!"

"La Piazza?" Cherise asked with a raised brow.

"Otherwise? You are back as the Alster family's heiress. Just ask Julian to reserve a table for us there," Paula said casually, making Cherise's eyes twitch.

Her best friends were really shameless. Katherine didn't hesitate to use her card, and Paula didn't hesitate to use her family's name.

La Piazza was the most famous and authentic Italian restaurant in country B. The food was delicious, but the price for each dish was staggeringly high. Even if you had money, you might not have been able to reserve a table there, and yet Paula just ordered her to ask Julian to book them a table there!

But they were best friends, and Cherise didn't mind it. She knew they would help her without hesitation if she ever needed their help. This was how their friendship worked. They weren't calculative toward each other.

"Should I invite my brother and Logan too?" Cherise asked.

"Nahhh... I want to catch up with you, and no men are allowed to join us," Paula responded.

Cherise chuckled and teased her, "You asked my brother to make a reservation, but he's not allowed to join?"

"What won't he do for his beloved sister? And I can meet him and Logan another time," Cherise could hear the smirk in Paula's voice and shook her head helplessly.

"Alright then," Cherise agreed. "Meet you later."

"See you later, girl," Paula replied cheerily.

After ending the call, Cherise called her brother, and as usual, Julian agreed to whatever she requested, just like Paula had said.

That evening, Cherise put on light makeup and donned a simple sleeveless figure-hugging beige dress, making her look sophisticated and elegant. The color accentuated her blonde hair, which she let loose down her back, and her baby-blue eyes that sparked excitement for meeting another one of her best friends.

She arrived a bit early and was surprised to see Paula, who was usually the late-comer in their group, had arrived earlier than her.

"Cherise!" Paula squealed and rushed toward her the moment her eyes landed on her, pulling her into a bear hug.

"Paula..." Cherise hugged her back and then said, "I can't breathe." Paula literally squeezed the breath out of her from how tight her hug was.

Paula laughed and let her go. "Oppss... Sorry. I just missed you so much."

Just as Katherine had done before, Paula checked Cherise's appearance and whistled. "Damn, girl, you've become even more stunning."

"And you are still as beautiful as ever," Cherise winked and returned her compliment.

Paula was different from Cherise and Katherine. She was of mixed race with beautiful olive skin, long, wavy black hair, and green eyes. Her dad was a Parisian, and her mom was a Brazilian.

Whenever the three best friends hung out together, they would always be the center of attention because of the contrast in their appearances - Cherise being elegant, Katherine being seductive, and Paula being exotic. Truth be told, it was a sight for sore eyes to see the three of them together.

But then Paula frowned when she saw how much weight Cherise had lost. Now, she could really see how much her friend had suffered during her marriage.

"Let's get in," Paula dragged her toward the entrance of La Piazza. "We need to feed you. You nearly look skeletal, and I don't like it."

Cherise could only comply and sighed in her heart. Had she really lost so much weight? Everyone seemed to want to fatten her up. But she didn't mind it. She enjoyed eating delicious food but had been deprived of it for three years. She should start indulging herself now.

Paula went to the waiter and told him they had made a reservation under Julian's name. Just as the waiter was about to lead them to their table, both Cherise and Paula heard a loud male voice from behind them. "You! What are you doing here?"

Cherise knew who that voice belonged to - Finley Myers, and when she and Paula turned around, she saw her ex-husband standing there with his two best friends.

She groaned inwardly and cursed her luck. Why did they seem to meet everywhere now that they were divorced?

"Are you stupid or what?" Paula opened her mouth and rolled her eyes. "This is a restaurant; of course, we are going to eat."

"You!" Finley pointed a finger at Paula angrily and mocked, "Are you even able to get a table here? Don't you know this is a classy restaurant? Can you even pay for the food?"

Paula looked him up and down and snorted, gesturing to Hudson with her chin before saying, "I bet you can't even get a table here if not for that scumbag."

Finley's eyes widened in disbelief. He had never met any woman who dared to look down on him like that. His family was not that much worse than the Amery! And she even dared to call Hudson a scumbag right to his face! "Don't you know who I am?" He nearly yelled out of anger.

"Should I know you?" Paula fixed her gaze on Finley as if she were interested in his identity before throwing Finley's words back at him arrogantly: "And don't you know who I am?"

Cherise, standing beside Paula, had to stifle her laughter. She loved hearing Paula argue with people. Her words could always cut straight to their hearts and egos.

"I'm Finley Myers, and I don't need to know your identity," Finley sneered. "You must be a gold digger, just like your friend. Your fashion sense is even disgusting. You look like someone who practiced voodoo, and your friend is wearing a figure- hugging dress like a cheap slut. You must be here to find another sugar daddy. What? Logan Jennings has become bored with you?"

Paula, being eccentric, loved gypsy-style dresses and accessories. It actually made her look more exotic, but maybe Finley was blind and couldn't see what a gorgeous woman looked like, Cherise thought to herself.

As for him calling her a cheap slut...

'Oh, Finley... I can't wait to slap you in the face when you know about my background', Cherise smirked and said inwardly. "Finley," Keith warned him in a low voice when he felt the coldness radiating from Hudson's body. "You got to be with Logan Jennings?" Paula turned toward Cherise, pretending to be shocked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.