Divorce Is The Best Choice

Chapter 165 Don’t worry, I’d rather die than give in

Should he tell the CEO about it?

While he was thinking,

He asked in the group, “Is it a rumor? It seems that he doesn’t seem to be a person who

will do such a thing.”

“Don’t judge a person by his appearance. How do you know what he looks like in private?”

“It seems to be true. Several CEOS who had dinner with Jason Noth at that time saw with

their own eyes that he accepted a woman.”

“My lord! So he is actually like this.”

For these comments.

Nicolas Mccoy forwarded all of them to himself.

He wanted to show Wilson Yeats all the messages tomorrow.

Jason Noth didn’t know these things yet. Looking at the drunk man again, he stood up indifferently and let Wilson Yeats lie on the sofa.

Seeing this, Chris was a little confused. “Boss, you…”

“Send him to my place,” said Jason decisively.

“Are you sure?”

Chris asked tentatively.

He knew that his boss was a neat freak. Except for the people he really cared about, he would not allow anyone to step into his private domain.

But now…..

How could he let Mr. Yeats live in his house?

With an incomprehensible expression in his deep and narrow eyes, Jason only answered

him with one single word, “Yes.”

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Chris was confused, but he didn’t ask more.

He carried Yeats on his back.

He didn’t drink tonight. It was his boss and Mr. Yeats who had been drinking all the

time.

them to drink at the beginning, but after the first glass of

another unconsciously.

o’clock in the

Yeats

placing him on the sofa, he asked uncertainly, “Are you planning to let Mr. Yeats sleep here

“You can leave now.”

you okay alone?” if Mr. Yeats vomited later, the boss would probably

bad mood.

look in his eyes, Jason

couldn’t say anything else. He took a look

reluctantly and finally left.

a deep look at the man who was sleeping on the sofa, he didn’t care

searched for a question on line,

woman you like.

confirmed

confirmed, he

too many good–looking people around her. Maybe there would be someone more

his mobile phone. When he saw the answers, there was something flashing in

that she is interested

create an encounter. And finally,

her phone

But the topic….

didn’t want to talk to

was too indifferent. Even when she was with him, she didn’t need any gift. Except for the time when she used his credit card to vent her anger and bought a lot of things, he had never seen

of this, he threw his phone on

methods on the Internet were too useless. He had

own.

moment the phone touched the coffee table, the sound

Yeats on the sofa.

eyes and woke up. He sat up slowly and looked

and leisurely, Jason asked in a low voice, “You’re

you?” Wilson Yeats looked at him with a

the water, Jason

a drunken state. After muttering the name, he

ייליי

didn’t expect Mr. Yeats to be like this

teacup and looked

of Sarah!” Wilson Yeats pointed at him with blurred eyes and

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

Wilson Yeats, who looked like a naughty child, said angrily, “Do you want to force my

looked at him

pissed and immersed himself in his own fantasy world, “Let me tell you. I’m a man of integrity.

reached for

call Chris

did he bring him

phone. He felt dizzy

order you a bowl of soup,” said Jason

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”