Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 551

When Dixon went back, he went to find Lenard to talk to him about what happened earlier. At this time, Jarvis also called them to come to the hotel for a get-together. They agreed on a place to meet.

Originally, Dixon wanted to find them to relieve his sorrow. But as soon as he entered the room, he saw Jarvis look worse than he did. Jarvis was sitting in the presidential suite of the hotel. A bottle of wine was rolled down on the floor.

Dixon went in with his feet up, afraid to step on the bottles on the floor. Lenard was also shocked. He did not think that Jarvis would be in such a state. They were surprised.

"What's wrong?"

Dixon went over and sat down on one side. He sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs. He smiled and asked, "What's going on? Why are you drinking so much?"

Jarvis looked up at Dixon with red eyes. He didn't say anything and just poured half a glass of wine to Dixon.

Dixon sighed and raised the glass in a pretentious manner, "All right, I'll accompany my friend."

Lenard was a doctor. He frowned to the side, "Dixon, don't mess around with Jarvis. This is not good for your health, Jarvis, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Jarvis interrupted Lenard at once, "Will you drink with me?"

Lenard stared at Jarvis's movements. He finally gave in and poured the wine with him on the side, "I'll accompany you to go crazy this time. Next time you dare to waste your health, I won't come to persuade you."

Jarvis laughed. No one knew who he was laughing at, "Next time? There's no next time."

Queenie went along with someone else.

Lenard and Dixon looked at each other and finished their glasses of wine before asking, "What's wrong?"

Actually, both were the same. And Queenie let both options happen at the same time when she made her choice.

She left and chose someone else.

Even when she was threatened by him in public, she didn't care and left with someone else.

How much did she hate him? Or, how desperate she wanted to leave him?

Jarvis grabbed his clothes on his chest, feeling painful to breathe. The alcohol couldn't numb the heartache. It was so torturous.

He wanted to get drunk and lose his mind. But instead, he was so sober and aware of the sharp pain deep in his heart.