His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 240 1 Will Kill You

Even though he said that, everyone could tell he wasn’t in a good mood as he was smashing his cutlery and glass.

This meal was destined to be tasteless.

Josiah stood up and said. “Mr. Reyes, I need to discuss this cooperation with the board of directors. We can’t confirm partneringwith your architectural design company yet. I’ll have my secretary contact you once we have news from the board. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll leave now,”

Maxim was a bit puzzled. “Huh? Mr. Guerra, what do you mean? We were getting along fine before, why the sudden change?”

Lysanne stood up abruptly and followed. “Josiah, wait for me…”

But Josiah didn’t wait for her at all. He strode to the door of the private room.

As he opened the door, a person stumbled in from outside.

A strong smell of alcohol hit them, mixed with the nauseating stench of vomit.

The person still held half a bottle of alcohol, swaying with drunkenness. As soon as he saw Josiah, he laughed and tried to hook his shoulder, “Hey, Reuben, let’s continue drinking! Today, I must get you drunk! Hey…. What are you doing!”

Josiah forcefully pushed him away, furrowed his brows, and looked at his own hand.

handed him a tissue from her bag. “Josiah, wipe your

hands…

touched hang by his side, slightly away from his body.

quickly. “I’ll go get someone

she ran out in her high

off by Josiah, and he fell heavily to the ground. He also got angry and propped himself up against

could finish his words, he caught

beige woollen coat, sitting gracefully

She’s pretty good- looking. What’s her name? Come, have

a strong smell of alcohol rushing toward her.

back, barely managing to dodge the

chair she had just sat on was knocked over by the drunkard,

I Will Kill You

shy. Aren’t all of you in this line pretty

this, he moved closer

the corner with his pregnant wife.

spot, watching her being targeted by the drunk man. He merely said, “Sir. I’m afraid you may

drunkard had turned into a puddle of mud from excessive drinking so that he couldn’t comprehend these words. His eyes were fixed on the beauty in front of him as he approached her. “Lady, don’t hide from me. See this bottle in my hand? If you can drink it all in one go. I’ll give you five hundred… no, a thousand. Will a thousand be enough for you for the night? Or should I add more? Accompany me tonight, and if you