My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 211

That Isn’t Unreasonable Rosalie frowned slightly and was about to refuse when Mary squeezed her way out of the dance floor. She sat down boldly next to Rosalie and scrutinized the man. 

He looked well-mannered enough. His features were well-defined even under the dim lighting of the bar. He was not exactly muscular, but he was not skinny either. His entire outfit probably cost about fifteen thousand dollars. She rated him an eight, just about. Mary did not give Rosalie a chance to turn him down after that. She said brightly, “Sure! Do you have any other friends? They can come along too!” 

The man’s seat was right next to theirs. He noticed the ladies when they stood up to dance, and he knew that they had come here together. Since Mary had given him the green light, he turned around and called his friends over. All of them looked handsome enough, and they were dressed in branded goods too. When they came over, they brought the expensive wine bottles on their table with them. 

The men were respectful of the women’s boundaries, too. They sat at a decent distance away from Rosalie and Mary. 

Mary evaluated every one of them and then said with a raised brow, “You’re all so handsome. Are you all single?” 

The men quickly replied, “Would we be sitting here if we weren’t?” 

long look, then she asked

grin and gestured at his friends to go

a laugh. “Shouldn’t you drink more and talk less?” His friends unanimously stopped there and changed the topic  In no time at all, Mary was getting along with the men swimmingly. They chatted up a

away by the conversation, because at one point she stood up and sat in between the men, playing Rock, Paper, Scissors with them. She left Rosalie alone in

too, Once Mary was gone, there was no longer anyone sitting between Hans and Rosalie

I disturb you?” Hans looked at Rosalie

gave him a faint smile. “No, we’re all here to drink. You

man frowned slightly and asked in concern, “But you don’t look too happy. Are you having a bad day?” Rosalie pursed her lips and

time with his wine, his gaze never once leaving Rosalie’s face. On the other