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.

Yeats who persuaded them to drink at the beginning, but after the first glass of wine, his boss controlled

another unconsciously.

o’clock in the

sent Wilson Yeats to Jason Noth’s

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

“You can leave now.”

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

bad mood.

in his eyes, Jason said,

he said, Chris couldn’t say anything else. He

reluctantly and finally left.

at the man who was sleeping on the sofa, he

and searched for a question on line, how to chase

woman you like.

had confirmed his feelings

it was confirmed, he had to take some

too many good–looking people around her. Maybe there

web pages popping on his mobile phone. When he saw the answers, there was something flashing

Second, find topics that she is interested in. Third, give

Forth, create an encounter. And finally, do what she likes to

her phone

But the topic….

Sarah didn’t want to talk to him

any gift. Except for the time when she used

his phone

the methods on the Internet were too useless. He had to figure it out

own.

the phone touched the coffee table, the

Yeats on the sofa.

woke up. He sat up slowly and looked blankly in front of him,

there calmly and leisurely, Jason asked in

Yeats looked at him with a frown, and her head

sip of the water,

state. After muttering the name, he suddenly jumped from the

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Mr. Yeats to be like this when he was so

the teacup and looked at a drunkard. “What do

Yeats pointed

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

me to your house?” Wilson Yeats, who looked like a naughty child, said angrily, “Do you want

looked at him with deep

was still pissed and immersed himself in his own fantasy world, “Let me tell you.

for his

call Chris to get

did he

Yeats pressed the phone. He

you a bowl of soup,”

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”