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.”

the two of them said and

the right side, but for some reason, when they saw Jason’s face, they automatically

At this moment,

The elevator arrived.

out in a

saw her, the two of them thought that she came to argue with someone

watch the play, they saw that Sarah stopped at the door. Without saying anything, Jason took her to his room and closed

two stood there and pictured the scene in

soap opera could

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

them took the

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

a mess her

didn’t know where

he?” Sarah asked, trying

into his room and

Sarah was about to walk in, Jason pulled her

She paused.

Bathroom?

Yeats not only fantasized that he was a swordsman, but

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 compensate for all the damaged

fine,” said Jason in a deep

paused for a

person he was before. He was a slight neat freak and had a strong

talk to her with displeasure and coldness and accuse her brother of his crime

just said it was okay,

by my brother?” this was the only

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

know if Wilson Yeats was

to ensure

better for

fied the f

of Pumpkin just now.” Wilson Yeats’s clothes was tidy, but it was obvious that he was drunk. “What did you do

indicating

Then Sarah went in.

hugged her. “Ah, you’re OK! I’m

killed by him.”

Sarah, “…”

Jason, “…”

the two were also

a truce now.” Sarah followed his words, still with a relatively light mood. “You

said Wilson

and sat down. Before