Chapter 275 Court Her After The Divorce
Still feeling tense after leaving the hospital, Oscar booked a luxurious room at a karaoke bar, ordered dozens of bottles of whiskey, and called up some friends that he had known for over twenty years.
Julian Hayes arched an eyebrow when he opened the door and saw the empty bottles of whiskey lying on the table. As Oscar was about to continue chugging on another bottle, he stepped forward and snatched it out of his hand.
Julian then placed it on the table before sitting down with his legs crossed. “She must be a real charmer if the great Mr. Clinton is drinking his sorrows away in the middle of the day!” he said lazily.
Oscar simply shot him a glance and reached for the next bottle of whiskey, but Julian was quicker as he stopped him in time.
“Julian, you can either drink with me as a friend or get the f*ck out of here,” Oscar said coldly.
With a carefree smile on his face, Julian took the bottle from him with ease. “I don’t mind drinking with you, but can you at least tell me why you’re doing this? I don’t fancy getting crazy drunk with you for no reason.”
Oscar snatched the bottle of whiskey back from him and chugged it down.
Realizing that Oscar was really depressed, Julian stopped messing around with him and said in a more serious tone, “All right, out with it. What happened? I’ve never seen you like this before.”
Oscar wiped the traces of whiskey off the corner of his mouth as he said, “Amelia wants to divorce me.”
Shock and disbelief filled Julian’s eyes instantly.
“This isn’t April Fool’s, Oscar. It’s not funny to joke about something like this! Anyone who has known you as long as I do can tell that she truly loves you. Sure, you’ve been really cold to her and all, but you changed your ways ever since she got into that car accident. Why would she suddenly want to divorce you? Did you do something to upset her?”
Oscar simply shot him a glance through the corner of his eye before reaching for the whiskey again.
Julian stopped him and said, “You need to slow down on the drinking to enjoy the taste of the whiskey. Chugging it barbarically like this is just a waste of good booze.”
He then handed Oscar a glass of whiskey that he had just poured as he continued, “Come on, tell me what’s going on. Amelia seems to love you deeply, so there’s no way she’d ask for a divorce unless she has no other choice. Even if she didn’t love you, I doubt any woman would willingly give up on your family’s wealth!”
It’s easy going from poor to rich, but not the other way round. No sane person will trade a luxurious life for a poor one!
Julian was born into a prominent family. He possessed a devilishly handsome appearance. Despite having attracted countless women over the years, he was never committed to a single one of them.
Because of his cold and indifferent attitude toward relationships, he could analyze Oscar’s problem much more effectively.
Oscar raised the glass and downed his drink in one go with a wry smile on his face.
“I probably wouldn’t be drinking here right now if she was that kind of woman!” he said meaningfully. If Amelia were a gold digger, Oscar would only have desired her body without any emotional attachments. It was precisely because she was different from the others that he ended up falling head over heels for her.
Julian shot him a suspicious glance as he asked, “Oscar, have you actually fallen in love with her?”
Oscar kept quiet, but Julian knew that was his way of saying yes.
“Why would she insist on divorcing you, though? She must have a reason for it. I need to know what that reason is if I am to help you come up with a solution!”
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