Once An Overlooked Housewife, Now A Queen Of Fortune

Wren pulled off her clothes and took a much needed bath in the jacuzzi, she sat inside, enjoying the way the water bubbled against her skin, there was soft music playing in the background as she sat inside,

"Ugh," she sighed, closing her eyes in relief. Unable to believe she had gone this long without a soak in the jacuzzi.

Suddenly, a notification ran through, interrupting her moment of peace. She groaned in annoyance, rolling her eyes as she picked up her phone.

It was a text from Felix.

What drawer did you keep my underwear in? He asked and Wren scoffed in disbelief.

Did this man not understand the concept of a divorce? What made him think he could talk to her like she was still his maid?

Wren blocked his number immediately, still annoyed that he had cut through her peaceful thoughts.

How could that man remain such a nuisance even after they had split ways?

Wren decided not to allow him ruin her mood, she finished her bath and put on her favorite silk nightwear before falling into bed.

Sleep came easily for Wren that night, now that she wasn't expecting love from anyone else.

She woke up the next morning by past ten. It felt good to sleep in for the first time in a long time. She took another long shower, before she had her breakfast.

Afterwards, she sat in the living room, with another glass of wine in her hand, and the TV remote in another, scrolling through channels with a bored expression.

Being a newly divorced woman is boring, Wren admitted with a smile. If she was still in Felix's house by now, he would have hounded her over breakfast, complaining that her eggs were overcooked and Simone would have agreed, while scarfing down the so-called overcooked eggs.

They would have had up to five arguments by now and Wren would have remained in her room, trying to avoid them for the rest of the day.

But now, she was free. Free to do everything that she had sacrificed for three years.

Her eyes fell to her phone, suddenly thinking of her childhood friend that she hadn't spoken to in ages-Grace.

Grace had cut ties with her when she insisted on marrying Felix, now if she called her, she knew what she was going to say in that annoying voice of hers that she loved and hated. "I told you so".

But Wren missed her friend, so her pride didn't matter right now.

She scrolled through her contacts until she found Grace's number and dialed it. Her heart was racing as she watched the phone ring.

What if she didn't pick?

What if she still wanted nothing to do with her?

Her anxious thoughts came to a stop as Grace picked the call.

"Hello, who is this?" Grace asked in a blunt tone.

Wren scoffed, holding back a smile. "It's me."

"I'm sorry, I don't have anyone named me in my contacts."

"Are you serious right now?" Wren laughed. "Grace, it is me. Wren."

Grace went silent for a moment. "I see, so why did you call? Have you finally gotten enough sense to leave that loser?"

"Yeah, I left him," Wren laughed incredulously, still in a daze of what had transpired in the past week. She had actually divorced that man.

Grace gasped, placing a hand on her mouth. She hadn't been expecting to hear that. "Oh my gosh, are you freaking serious?"

"Yeah," Wren replied, still laughing.

"You left him?"

"I left him."

"I can't believe it, the last time we spoke I thought you were going to follow that man to his grave," Grace commented and Wren squirmed, remembering just how crazy in love she had been with him.

"I thought so too," She replied, cringing. "God, I was such a fool."

"I agree," Grace said a bit too quickly.

"I have really missed you, you know," Wren said sincerely, remembering how long it had been since she last saw her.

I know, I tend to leave that impression on people," she replied cockily and Wren rolled her eyes.

"In fact, what are you doing tonight?" Grace asked her suddenly.

"I am watching some shows, trying to catch up on everything I missed," Wren replied, changing the TV channel.

Grace frowned in distaste. "That sounds really pathetic."

"I know," she replied, groaning.

"I have a social banquet tonight, so let's go together," Grace said and Wren wanted to cry out in relief.

"That would be amazing."

"I know right, it's been so long since we hung out and I have to admit, I missed you too," Grace revealed, leaving Wren with a tug of emotion in my chest.

"We are going to have so much fun tonight."

"I agree," Grace replied with a knowing smile.

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Grace came to pick her by eight that night.

She stepped out of her car, dressed flamboyantly in a sparkling silver dress that clung to her body like second skin with an imported black fur coat around her shoulders.

"You look amazing," Wren gushed, running in her heels to hug her friend.

"And you look even better," Grace said as they pulled apart, her green eyes scanning her body critically. "Even losing weight works well on you."

"I lost weight because that bastard used to lock the fridge," Wren revealed and Grace turned to her in shock.

"What a cheap skate."

"No honestly, he is such a jerk and I hate that it took me so long to see it," Wren said, feeling a ball of regret squeeze down her chest.

"Let's forget about him," she said, dragging Wren to her car.

But Grace didn't take her advice, on the drive, she kept going off about Felix and how much she hated while Wren watched her friend, smiling at her animated expressions.

"But if it makes you feel any better," Grace suddenly said. "Simone got herself humiliated yesterday."

"Oh really?" Wren asked, even though she honestly couldn't give a damn about that girl.

"Yeah, it turns out that the man she has been chasing all over the city is actually my friend, Hugo. Yesterday, he had had enough of her harassment and so he basically told her off in front of the entire gathering."

"Damn, that must have been so embarrassing,"

"Oh it was," Grace laughed. "I doubt she would be able to raise her head in society again."

Wren was smiling at the thought when Grace suddenly placed a hand over hers. "But on a more serious note, I am glad your eyes finally opened and you left him, he never deserved you."

The sincere look in Grace's eyes made Wren lean closer and hug her friend. She had truly missed Grace, being with her now made her wonder how she was able to drift away from her in the first place.

Grace laughed against her hair, "Don't get all sentimental now or you will ruin my makeup."

"I don't care," Wren replied with a smile

The banquet was buzzing with activity when they arrived, Wren felt at ease with Grace by her side.

They both grabbed a glass of wine, watching the various people.

"That is the CEO of Frances Technology, and he is single," Grace said, glancing at a tall middle aged man.

"Why are you telling me this?" Wren asked her friend who shrugged.

"Because you need a good rebound right now."

Suddenly, a tall striking man, who looked a bit younger than her approached them.

"Would you be interested in dancing with me?" he asked, stretching a hand towards Wren as the music in the ballroom changed into something slower.

Wren stared at the man in surprise, glancing at Grace to know what to do.

Grace's expression screamed louder than words: Go. Dance. Flirt. Forget Felix. And if it leads to you taking your panties off, all the better.

Before Wren could resist, the man pulled her into his arms, guiding her to the center of the floor with a smile.

"I overheard your friend talking about you needing a rebound," he said as they danced.

Wren raised a questioning brow. "So you came to save me?"

"No, it is more like I saw a chance and I took it," he replied and Wren laughed, feeling a bit at ease around him.

He was charming and audacious and that was a combination that she needed right now.

All of a sudden, a hand gripped her arm and pulled her away from her dance partner.

Wren gasped in surprise, turning to see who had grabbed her only to find the last person she expected to see.