Ex-wife, Please Come Back

Chapter 6 Were You A Social Butterfly

Standing alone in the corner, Sara looked at the colorful banquet hall coldly, with contempt and sarcasm flashing in her eyes.

Thompson slowly got closer to her side and seemed to understand her mood, "Since you don't like it, you can intoxicate yourself. Don't you know that after drinking and getting drunk, those annoying people will become the ones you like. It's amazing."

His gentlemanly manner and nobility made women obsessed with him. He was a man that women liked very much.

All of a sudden, Sara felt that what he said was in line with her mind, so she didn't reject him so much. She smiled and changed a glass of wine. With a tender smile at the end of her eyes, she said softly, "cheers."

Thompson was good at pleasing girls. After chatting with him for only a few minutes, Sara was in a better mood and the unhappiness just disappeared.

"One more glass." Although Sara was a little drunk, she still wanted to drink with him.

Her wrist was grabbed. Looking at the thick palm on her wrist, Sara asked discontentedly, "what are you doing? Let go of me. Don't you see I'm busy?" She raised her glass and said, raising her eyebrows.

Jacob didn't allow her to say anything more. He looked at Thompson and said, "you drink first. I'll go there with her to meet some people."

No matter how angry he was, he still treated his friend with a smile.

Thompson, who was a man who didn't want to make trouble, noticed the unwillingness on Sara's face, so when he saw the discontented look on Sara's face, he felt sorry for her. Regardless of etiquette, he reached out his hand and said, "what are those people doing here? They are all family members today, aren't them?"

It seemed that Jacob didn't expect that Thompson would say so. He was stunned for a moment. He looked Thompson with a trace of inquiry in his eyes, but Thompson didn't dodge it.

In the end, Jacob left with Sara, leaving Thompson standing there alone. Thompson held the glass tightly, and his knuckles gradually turned white.

doing?" Jacob dragged Sara into a guest room.

not to embarrass me. Are you a social butterfly? You had an ambiguous relationship with Jonathan just now, and now you are drunk with Thompson. Are you here

turned a little purple, Sara said, "I've told you. You've misunderstood. You know what kind of person Thompson is. He's your friend. Besides, you know that I don't get along well with

didn't tell him. She didn't expect that she would have such an

shopping with another man before divorce..." Before Jacob could finish his words, Sara rushed

this. When he chased after her, Sara

empty place in his heart. He even didn't know

was not as boring

over her father's company, but she had to start from middle level

didn't want to think too much. She just wanted to

she knew that it was not that simple to know about the company. She was used to enjoying it before. When she took over the company all of a sudden, she felt that she had no idea what to

information." Shelly's father's capable female assistant handed over some documents with a smile. She always looked competent. She was still unmarried in her thirties, and her

With a forced smile, Sara thought, 'when I finish reading these files, I guess I'll be an old woman. But it won't do me any good in the future

suddenly felt a little desperate. There were so many connections between her father's company and Jacob's. She couldn't cut them off in a short time.

father's company was that she hoped that the company could be independent and escape the financial support of the Shi clan. But now, it seemed that the hope was a

through the document in her hand, Sara frowned slightly. The relationship between the company was not only cut off

at the tall building in front of her. Not long after she returned to the company, her father asked her to come to

Jacob were still a

also the last person she wanted to see now,

the familiar room had changed

on her face. When

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