Alena Wright smiled stupidly and said, "I'm not worried about you, but you are a picky eater. How can you get used to eating foreign food?"

"You are so courageous. You dare to say that I am picky, huh?" she gave her an angry glance. Thinking that Alena Wright was now living in her house, she turned the subject away and asked with concern. "Let's stop talking about me now. You suddenly moved to my house, did you have a conflict with your husband?"

The smile on Alena Wright's face faded a little and her eyes became a little lonely. "Darcy, I have divorced him."

"Divorce?" Darcy Harrington exclaimed and...