I Got Married Without You

Chapter 993 James’s Pink Shirt

Paul, who was drinking alone with his head down in a bar, read the message and replied. [I’m not going.] He didn’t want to go near Eva and be annoyed by her.

After putting down his phone, Paul picked up the wine on the bar and drank it all in one gulp. “Another glass,” he said, tapping the bar with his slender fingers. The bartender immediately made another drink and handed it to him.

As Paul sipped his drink elegantly, his phone vibrated again. He thought it was Andrew, but it was a message from the family group chat.

[New clothes,] the message read, with a photo attached from “Fucking James.” Paul clicked the photo and zoomed in with his

index and middle fingers on the screen.

James, who was 1.9 meters tall, was standing under a coconut tree in a pink shirt, with the blue sea and sky behind him. The scenery in Las Vegas was beautiful, and James looked good, but the pink shirt…

wear such a tacky

Paul hadn’t even finished his comment, Leonard

a delicate way.

Christopher and Sebastian, followed suit,

skills in

just send me a winking emoji, and

should wear black, and white, clothes. Otherwise, I won’t even

of anger, saw his brothers making fun of James and felt much better. He followed

I prefer your naked body to this shirt.]

cheap stuff? It’s really

get married. I don’t even want to look at

was typing frantically and didn’t notice that a new member had joined the group chat