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 them said

a disaster. They were on the right side, but

At this moment,

The elevator arrived.

out in

her, the two of them thought that

to stop to watch the play, they saw that Sarah stopped at the door. Without saying anything, Jason took

there and pictured the scene in their

soap

them couldn’t be so harmonious, but they

them took the elevator

and saw the mess in his

mess her cousin had

know where she

he?” Sarah asked, trying to calm herself

into his

walk in, Jason pulled her back and said, “No hurry. He’s in

She paused.

Bathroom?

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

the messy room. “Tomorrow I’ll make an appointment with the housekeeper to clean it for you. And

fine,” said Jason in

paused for a

was a slight neat freak and

to her with displeasure and coldness and

just said it was okay, like

this was the only

and his attitude towards Sarah had changed three hundred

if Wilson Yeats was a paranoid after

order to

be better for him

fied the f

now.” Wilson Yeats’s clothes was tidy, but it was obvious that he was drunk. “What

looked back at Sarah, indicating that she could

Then Sarah went in.

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

killed by him.”

Sarah, “…”

Jason, “…”

the

Sarah followed his words, still with a relatively light mood. “You can sit over there. I’ll get you some

Wilson Yeats

in the living room and sat down. Before