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.

who persuaded them to drink at the beginning, but after

another unconsciously.

nine o’clock in

Wilson Yeats

“Are you planning

“You can leave now.”

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

bad mood.

clear look in his eyes,

what he said, Chris couldn’t say anything else. He took a look

reluctantly and finally left.

who was sleeping on the

he took out his phone and searched

woman you like.

had confirmed his feelings for

it was confirmed, he had

people around her. Maybe there would be

on his mobile phone. When he saw the answers, there

her contact. Second, find topics that she is

an encounter. And finally, do what

had her

But the topic….

want to talk to

the gifts… she 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

he threw his phone on

on the Internet were too useless. He had

own.

phone touched the coffee table,

Yeats on the sofa.

and looked blankly in front of him, as if confirming

there calmly and leisurely, Jason asked in a

Wilson Yeats looked at him with a frown, and

water, Jason answered, “I am

Noth?” Wilson Yeats was still in a drunken state. After muttering the

ייליי

expect Mr. Yeats to be like this when he was so

put down the teacup and looked at a drunkard. “What do

the ex–husband of Sarah!” Wilson Yeats pointed at him with

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

did you kidnap me to your house?” Wilson Yeats, who looked like a

at him

me tell you. I’m a man of integrity. I’d rather die than give in.

reached for his

Chris to get the

did he bring him

want to do?” Wilson Yeats pressed the phone. He felt

a bowl of soup,” said Jason

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”