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.”

two of them said and

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

At this moment,

The elevator arrived.

walked out in a

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

to watch the play, they saw that Sarah stopped at the door. Without saying

stood there and pictured the scene

seemed that no soap opera

adultery, the two of them couldn’t be

them took the

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

mess her

know where

is he?” Sarah asked, trying to calm herself

into his

Sarah was about to walk in, Jason pulled her back and said,

She paused.

Bathroom?

a swordsman,

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

said Jason

paused for a

what kind of person he was before. He was a slight

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

now he just said it was okay, like nothing

brother?” this was the only reason that

softened, and his attitude towards Sarah had changed three hundred and sixty degree. “He’s already out. I’ll

Yeats

order to ensure the

would be better for him

fied the f

but it was obvious

looked back at Sarah, indicating that she could

Then Sarah went in.

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

killed by him.”

Sarah, “…”

Jason, “…”

emotions of the

him and we have a truce now.” Sarah followed his words, still with a relatively light mood. “You can sit over there. I’ll get you some soup to

Wilson Yeats

the living room and