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

Cherise's lips twitched. Paula was playful, and she had no choice but to play along by shrugging as if being taken fancy by Logan Jennings was nothing special. "Damn, girl," Paula nudged her arm playfully with her elbow and kept teasing her, "First Hudson Amery, then Logan Jennings. Don't tell me you got Julian Alster, too!" Finley snorted, "Like someone as influential as Julian Alster will want a secondhand good."

Hudson, whose gaze had been fixed on Cherise since he had seen her, finally spoke in a low, growling tone. "He does." The mention of Julian's name always set something ablaze within him - anger and another emotion he couldn't replace. "What do you mean?" Finley asked him hesitantly.

"Julian picked her up at City Hall on the day of our divorce," he growled in annoyance.

His words made Finley's jaw drop open in disbelief; even Keith was surprised by the information.

"Oh my God, is that true, Cherise?" Paula pretended to squeal in delight and hugged her friend. "I know you are amazing."

'This girl... Cherise thought helplessly in her mind and could only bite her lip to stop herself from laughing out loud at Paula's ridiculous performance.

Then she turned toward Finley and said smugly, "You hear that? My best friend can snag even someone better than YOUR best friend. Only a fool would not appreciate someone as wonderful as Cherise."

"That only shows she's a seductress!" Finley yelled as soon as he regained his mind.

Paula rolled her eyes. "Doesn't your best friend have a mistress? She's also a seductress and worse; she seduced a married man until he impregnated her."

Finley opened his mouth to retort. He wanted to say that Hudson and Emely were in love with each other, and Cherise was the third party, but Paula cut him off before he could say anything.

"Wait... Did you say your name is Finley Myers?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah. You should know who I am." Finley puffed out his chest, proud of himself.

Instead of the reaction he expected, Paula sneered and looked at him with disgust, pulling Cherise further away from the handsome trio. "Don't come near us. I don't know what kind of diseases you have after bedding nearly every woman in this country, and we for sure do not want to be infected."

Cherise nearly couldn't keep herself from laughing aloud, and Keith's shoulders shook as he tried to stifle his laughter. He had never met a woman brave enough to say those words to Finley.

Finley choked but quickly regained his composure. "Then what about your best friend? She slept with Logan Jennings and Julian Alster! Do you think she's clean too?!"

Paula laughed out loud like she had just heard the biggest joke in the world, and it was since both men were Cherise's brothers. "Both Logan Jennings and Julian Alster have never been seen with any woman. If Cherise has any diseases, it must be from your best friend. Who knows how many men the mistress has slept with," she sneered.

Paula's words sent goosebumps through Cherise's body. She had never thought about it, but she would need to get to the hospital to get a check-up as soon as she could. Damn Hudson, if he gave her any diseases, she cursed in her head. "Let's go, Paula," Cherise pulled her, tired of being in their presence.

"Did I say you can leave?" Finley had never lost in any argument before, and he didn't like that Paula had the last say.

Paula glanced at him and smiled evilly. "Try stopping us, and I'll voodoo the heck out of you."

Finley's eyes widened, and he stepped back, swallowing in fear. "You really know how to do voodoo?"

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Finally, Finley quieted down, not daring to say anything. Who knew what spell thay evil woman would cast on him? What if she made him unable to get hard? The thought alone made him shudder in fear.

Cherise chuckled. She never knew Finley was that stupid. "Let's go," she urged Paula again, and they turned toward the waiter who had witnessed everything but wouldn't spread the news around due to his professionalism.

"This way, Ms. Alster," he said, leading Cherise and Paula to their seats.

Hudson, who had only spoken when Julian was mentioned, suddenly moved and grabbed Cherise's wrist, surprising everyone present.

"Let go of me, Mr. Amery." Cherise narrowed her eyes at him. "Don't forget we are not husband and wife anymore. You do not have the right to touch me and don't forget you already have a fiance. Don't tell me Finley's stupidity has rubbed off on you that you have forgotten all those facts."

Hudson only said two words, "I'm clean." He didn't know why his body moved on its own or why he felt the need to explain.

Cherise was startled for a split second. Ever since they had known each other, this was the first time he had ever explained anything to her. Then, a thought crossed her mind, and she sneered inwardly. It must be his ego and also to defend Emely. He had to explain, or everyone would think Emely was dirty.

"I prefer to trust the doctor, Mr. Amery. Just like my friend said, who knows how many men your fiance has had in the past other than you and your brother," she smiled lightly. "Now unhand me."

Hudson could only purse his lips and let her go. He couldn't tell her or anyone his secret...

Cherise and Paula left with the waiter after Hudson freed her wrist from his grasp, neither woman bothering to give the three men another look.

"Damn, that woman is scary," Finley said as he and Keith approached Hudson. "And how dare she say I have diseases. I'm clean!" he seethed and defended himself.

Keith patted his shoulder and teased, "She's right. You have bedded too many women. You should get yourself checked. Let's go in, too. I'm getting hungry."

He signaled a waiter to bring them to their table, which was far enough from Cherish and Paula's table.

"You know I don't sleep with many women," Finley grumbled under his breath as he seated himself.

Hudson subconsciously selected a seat where he could watch Cherise from afar as they ate. He didn't know why he couldn't take his eyes off his ex-wife.

"Paula, I see you can still shut everyone's mouth off with your words," Cherise said as they enjoyed their meals.

"He's no match for me," Paula smirked proudly. "I can't wait to see their reactions once they know Julian and Logan are your brothers."

"You should become a lawyer instead of a fashion designer," Cherise smiled.

"I don't want to defend criminals," Paula waved her hand and smiled at Cherise. "And I became a fashion designer thanks to you."

Cherise laughed and shook her head. "Now you've gotten way better than me. Just look at your brand. Who doesn't know the P.L. brand? Owning a piece of your gown is every woman's dream."

Paula was a very famous fashion designer, but just like Katherine, she seldom used her identity as Paula Laurent, the designer. She only met with VVIP clients who would pay her a high price to customize a dress personally, and not everyone could afford the staggering price of her dress. Even those ready-to-wear gowns in her boutiques could cost as much as a car.

Paula rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, come on, girl. We know who is better at designing."

If Cherise hadn't married Hudson or even had the tiniest bit of interest in becoming a fashion designer, no one could beat her at being the number one fashion designer in the world.

"Girl, that Finley is really stupid," she said suddenly as she remembered their stupid altercation.

Cherise laughed, saying, "I know, right? He really thinks you practice voodoo."

As the two women were making fun of Finley, Finley was also talking about Paula to Hudson and Keith.

"Do you think she can really do black magic?" Finley asked his two best friends, fear still lingering in his heart as he remembered Paula's threat.

"You better stop talking nonsense," Keith said calmly. He also never realized his friend was so dumb as to believe it. "And watch your mouth in front of Cherise. She knows the two most influential people from Country B and Country C."

"Does she really know Julian Alster?" Finley asked Hudson, wanting to confirm the information, but Hudson's mind was elsewhere as his eyes were glued to the figure of his ex-wife eating and chatting happily with her friend.