Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 33

"Love grows inadvertently and it will grow to an uncontrollable level before you realize it. So, brother, I would never touch that thing, even with a stick. It's too tiring."

Connor took a sip of wine happily. If he wanted a woman, he could do it with money. Why did he have to make life so difficult for himself?

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Shawn slammed down his wine glass irritably. How could there be love between him and Joye?

"Am I talking nonsense? I'm just asking you, were you particularly angry that she was with Yvon?"

"That's because she wanted to cheat on me!"

Shawn’s expression became angrier when Connor mentioned Yvon. Connor immediately teased him, "That's not true. Don't you know how many times you’ve cheated on Joye? And do I have to remind you that you and Vivian have a son that is old enough to walk and talk?”

Shawn had nothing to say to that.

Shawn's thin lips moved, but he found that he was at a loss for words. He could only continue drinking.

The two bottles of wine were about to be finished. However, Connor’s glass of red wine was not finished yet.

"I don't like her, I don't like her."

Shawn leaned against the sofa and his devilish eyes were hazy and drunk, but he still wanted to prove that he wasn’t in love with Joye.

"You're such a stubborn man. I should let my father look at you now. Then he will know how lucky he is that he doesn’t have a silly son who is troubled by love."

He pressed the call button and the waiter immediately came in. "Boss, what can I do for you?"

"Open another ten bottles, the same one that Mr. Richard drank.”

"Ah? But Mr. Richard seems to be too drunk now..."

The waiter looked at Shawn, who was about to pass out. After ten bottles of wine, he would have to be sent to the hospital.

"Are you stupid? Did I say I’ll let him drink it? Open the bottles and charge him for it."

Connor roared and the waiter immediately came to a realization. "I'll get the wine and prepare the suite upstairs. I'll clean it up and let Mr. Richard settle down."

Recently, Mr. Richard was very, very unlucky. The boss had tricked him three times in two months.

Connor walked out of the private room with a smile on his face after he obtained a satisfactory amount of money. Then, he happened to see a woman dragging her suitcase as she walked in.

Her sexy figure could make a man's heart race. Her fiery red hair gleamed under the light of the bar and was particularly eye-catching. It was as if she could be seen at a glance among tens of thousands of people.

Janina Hill walked in with her luggage. There was anger in her bright eyes under the sunglasses. She had confirmed the hotel reservation before she got on the plane. But after flying in from abroad, she was told that her reservation was not found and there was no spare room for her to stay in.

In the middle of the night, where could she find a hotel? She had not returned for so many years. The only thing she could do was to find a bar to spend the night.

"Miss, what would you like to drink?"

"A glass of orange juice with ice."

After finding a bar stool to sit down on, Janina took out her mobile phone and began to make a complaint

"I'm sorry. We receive complaints from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. We'll contact you as soon as possible."

She tossed her phone to the side in annoyance. "What the hell? Don’t these people work to earn their wages?"

"Miss, what are you angry about?"