Hanson glanced at him sideways. "You're well aware of that."
Liam smiled bitterly. "Is it fair to pick on me like that?"
He didn't seem to have done anything excessive from the get-go, and he didn't even have any unreasonable intentions toward Vania, so he couldn't fathom the reason for Hanson's hostility.
Hearing his question, Hanson nodded with a serious expression. "Yes." He was going to pick on every man who showed up around his wife.
Looking hurt, Liam turned to Vania and said miserably, "Vanie, help me out here."
Er… Vania, who was suddenly cued, turned awkward. It was true that Liam hadn't done anything wrong to her, but she hated how nosy he was.
However, if she stood in his shoes, perhaps he just wanted everyone to get along well, so it wasn't really his fault. Nonetheless, Vania was someone who stood by her principles. Ruthlessly, she announced, "I'll always side with my husband."
After saying that, she apologized in her heart, Sorry, Liam! Her husband was indeed more important than anyone else.
Liam clutched his chest, looking hurt. "Poor me."
Hanson's smile grew wider at that sight. He hugged Vania like she was a rare treasure and looked at Liam provocatively. "What else do you have to say?"
Liam waved a hand in dismissal. "Nothing." He wasn't in the mood to say anything else. He would rather leave than surrender to the couple!
Sighing, he picked up the document Vania gave him and lamented, "I'm leaving now because I don't want to be a third-wheeler."
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Hanson urged while holding Vania in his arms. Then, he planted a rewarding kiss on her cheeks in front of Liam. "My wife is the best."
He was in love with how Vania defended him earlier. Oh, how much he wished to be a useless man and stay under her umbrella.
Can't you do that after I leave? Liam thought. Hanson did it on purpose. What a spiteful man!
Watching how Hanson clung to her, Vania couldn't help commenting, "Are you an octopus?" She almost felt out of breath by how tight he was hugging her.
"Whatever you say." Hanson stuck to her like gum. As long as he could hug his wife, he didn't mind turning into any weird creature.
Vania froze, not knowing what else to say.
As for Liam, he slapped his head lightly after leaving the room.
Wasn't he here to discuss matters related to Thomas? How did he get kicked out after they made him watch them display public affection? Hanson was a terrible man.
Heaving a sigh, Liam decided that he wasn't able to talk to Vania today, so he would come another day. Anyway, they were in a business collaboration now, so it was inevitable for them to meet.
In Kepler Residence, Thomas finally woke up after a few hours. The moment he got up from bed, he felt as if his head was about to explode.
"Ugh, I must have had too many drinks." It had been a long time since he had experienced such a bad hangover headache. The more he tried to recall what happened in the morning, the more he couldn't remember it.
Some scenes flashed through his head, and it seemed as though Vania was with him… But now, his head hurt too much to think.
Holding his head as he walked toward the kitchen, he bumped into Yvonne. With a rigid expression, he asked, "Who took me home?"
Could it really have been Vania?
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