Divorce Is The Best Choice

Chapter 167 Wrong Place to Make Trouble

The frown between his eyebrows was deeper and deeper.

Why was he so noisy.

He squatted down and took out the towel from his mouth. The coldness around him had become solid. “What do you want?”

“I want to go to the bathroom!”

Wilson Yeats spoke very quickly.

Looking at the rope that he had searched for a long time, Jason refused in his heart.

He murmured to himself for several times that this is Sarah’s cousin, then he untied the knot on his body and let him out of the quilt.

Wilson Yeats rushed to the bathroom at a very fast speed.

The expression on Jason’s face was complicated.

It was hard for him to imagine that this person was the same person as the CEO of the Yeats group, who was always well prepared and never made wrong decisions.

And now he acted like a naughty boy?

When he was thinking about this, the doorbell rang.

At last, the tense look on his face was somewhat relieved. He went to open the door for Sarah.

The moment she opened the door.

“What’s wrong with you guys? It’s late at night…” It’s the neighbor.

When the man saw the look on Jason’s face and the aura around him, he swallowed his words.

Nothing else.

The aura was so strong.

“Sorry?” seeing that the two of them were halfway through their conversation, Jason opened his thin lips slightly. His face was still as cold and isolated as ever.

The suit accentuated his temperament.

The real powerful boss.

The man and the woman looked at each other and were shocked by the aura.

The man coughed slightly, looked at the messy room, and said with a bit of complexity, “It’s so late. The noise is really loud.”

“I’m sorry,” said Jason politely. It was indeed their fault. “We will be careful later.”

of

had a feeling of surviving from a disaster. They were on the right side, but for some reason, when they saw Jason’s face,

At this moment,

The elevator arrived.

out in a

thought that she came

that Sarah stopped at the door. Without saying anything, Jason took her to his room

stood there and pictured the scene in

soap

adultery, the two of them couldn’t be so harmonious, but they couldn’t think of

the two of them took the

house and saw the mess in his house, she couldn’t help but touch

a mess her cousin

know

Sarah asked, trying to calm herself

looked deep into his

in, Jason pulled her back

She paused.

Bathroom?

Yeats not only fantasized that he was a swordsman, but also changed his words that he always used?

there, she felt really guilty for the messy room. “Tomorrow I’ll make an appointment with the housekeeper to clean it for you. And I’ll

fine,” said Jason

paused for

he was before. He was a slight neat freak

had made his house like this, he should talk to her with displeasure and coldness and

it was

this was the only reason that she came

had changed three hundred and sixty degree. “He’s

Wilson Yeats

order to ensure the

be better for him

fied the f

of Pumpkin just now.” Wilson Yeats’s clothes was tidy, but it

back at Sarah, indicating that she could come

Then Sarah went in.

he rushed to her and hugged her. “Ah, you’re

killed by him.”

Sarah, “…”

Jason, “…”

emotions of the two were

a relatively

Wilson

walked to the sofa in the living room and sat