Divorce Is The Best Choice

Divorce Is The Best Choice By Riley Mccarthy Chapter 165

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.

but after the first glass of wine, his

another unconsciously.

nine o’clock

sent Wilson Yeats

him on the sofa, he asked uncertainly, “Are you planning to

“You can leave now.”

alone?” if Mr. Yeats vomited later, the

bad mood.

in his eyes, Jason said,

anything else. He

reluctantly and finally left.

look at the man who was sleeping on the sofa, he

he took out his phone and searched for a question

woman you like.

that he had confirmed his

confirmed, he had to take

Maybe there would be someone

phone. When

topics that

an encounter. And finally, do what she likes to do with

had her

But the topic….

Sarah didn’t want

she used his credit card to vent her anger and bought

this, he threw his phone on

on the Internet were too useless. He had

own.

touched the coffee table, the sound

Yeats on the sofa.

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

leisurely, Jason asked in a low

are you?” Wilson Yeats looked at him with a frown, and

of the water, Jason answered, “I

drunken state. After muttering

ייליי

to be like

looked at

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

Jason’s eyes darkened slightly.

Call me ex–husband again…..

a naughty child, said

him with deep

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

reached for his

planned to call Chris to get

he bring

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

you a bowl

“Ha ha.”

Wilson Yeats sneered.

Jason, “?”

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