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 wine, his boss controlled the host. Mr.

another unconsciously.

nine o’clock in

sent Wilson Yeats to Jason

asked uncertainly, “Are you planning to let Mr. Yeats sleep

“You can leave now.”

alone?” if Mr. Yeats vomited

bad mood.

clear look in

Chris couldn’t say anything else. He took a

reluctantly and finally left.

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

he took out his phone and searched for a question on line, how to

woman you like.

had confirmed

was confirmed, he had to

Maybe there would be someone more good–looking

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

topics that she is

finally, do what she

her phone

But the topic….

Sarah didn’t want

Except for the time when she used his credit card to vent her anger and bought a

he threw his phone on

too useless.

own.

the coffee table, the

Yeats on the sofa.

his eyes and woke up. He sat up slowly and

there calmly and leisurely, Jason asked in a low

at him with a frown, and her head

of the water, Jason answered, “I am Jason

Wilson Yeats was still in a drunken state. After muttering the name, he suddenly jumped from

ייליי

Yeats to be like

looked at a drunkard. “What do

Sarah!” Wilson 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 to force my lovely Pumpkin to give

at him

still pissed and immersed himself in his own fantasy world, “Let me tell you. I’m a man of integrity. I’d rather die than give in. You can’t get

reached for his

planned to call Chris to get the man

did he bring him

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

a bowl of soup,”

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”