Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 12

"Joye, that's enough alcohol for you."

Yvon reached out to support Joye's body that was trembling from all her crying and felt an indescribable heartache in his heart.

He could only imagine how badly Shawn had hurt her. She was such a strong-willed woman, yet she couldn't even bear the pain.

"I’m fine! You're the drunk one, Shawn. I will divorce you! I don't love you anymore."

On a sofa nearby, Shawn had been watching the couple when two enchanting women went up to him. One of the more daring ones slid her hand into his suit to tease him. But he swatted her hand away.

"Get lost!"

"Mr. Richard?"

They didn't expect the man to spew vulgarities. The two women wore ugly expressions when they noticed that Shawn was ignoring their advances while staring into a distance.

Was this your plan, Joye?

Very well done! You have the guts to ask for a divorce in front of Grandpa and get into an affair before we even divorce!

Joye quivered all of sudden, her senses tingling. She burped, regaining some of her consciousness. She raised her head, smoothen her clothes, and turned to look behind her. She felt a murderous gaze on her just a while ago.

Yvon didn't expect that she would suddenly raise her head. His hand was suspended in the air before he could touch her hair. Awkwardly, he retracted his hand and calmed himself down before asking, "What's wrong? Are you unwell?"

"No. It's just a little cold."

Seeing her pale lips, he quickly took off his coat and draped it on her shoulder like the gentleman he was.