NovelEnglishChapter 539
The person was probably familiar with Tyler as Tyler did not frown even when he put his arms around his
shoulders.
"I brought my sister over to have sfun," Tyler said with a laugh.
He greetedand said a few words to Tyler before going back to enjoy himself. My gaze followed him, and | saw
him enter a huge hall with flashing lights in it. It looked really lively there.
| smiled slightly. "I don’t want to go to a private room anymore."
Tyler raised his eyebrows. "Let's go have sfun in the hall, then."
After entering the hall, we found a table and Tyler called a waiter over to order wine.
After the waiter left, Tyler leaned against the back of the sofa and looked at me. "Do you want a divorce?"
1 did not answer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Anyone can tell that you're unhappy. It'll be a good choice for you to get a divorce."
Tyler put away the smile on his face. "Even if you don't take a single cent, the Schumans have enough for you to
squander money for the rest of your life. Go ahead and do whatever you want in life. Try
something you've never tried before. Otherwise, won't this life be nothing but in vain?"
| looked at the woman who was swaying her body hard while dancing on the stage.
"How many people are actually content in this world? Everyone has things that bother them. I'm already much
happier than most people in this world. I'm content."
"If that's what your mind thinks, then your illness wouldn't be so serious now."
| could not refute Tyler's words.
Everyone understood the reasoning behind it, but whether one could be open-minded about it was a different
story.
The waiter brought the wine. Tyler poureda glass and | took a sip.
"We'll see."
Tyler grabbed my hand. "Wandy, promisethat you'll live on no matter what happens. You know how i t feels
like to lose someone important. You won't want to see the people who value you heartbroken and sad, right?”
| pursed my lips and did not say a word.
Tyler did not continue and merely drank wine with m e, glass after glass.
Wine was a great thing for when one wanted to escape the troubles in life and to face life in a less sober state.
| wanted to get drunk tonight and sleep deeply.
What needed to be done the next day would be a question for tomorrow after | sobered up...
"How dare you spoil my fun?!”
From the table beside cthe furious roar of a man. | turned around to look only to see a man slapping the
woman beside him.
The woman lay on the sofa. She covered her face and began crying.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm| frowned and picked up the wine glass from the table and tossed it at him.
| felt like | had the potential to play basketball as the glass hit him squarely in the middle of his face.
He screamed in pain, and when the pain somewhat subsided, he stood up and roared furiously. "Who tossed
that?"
"Me." Tyler stood up.
The man stormed over in anger. "Do you have a death wish?"
Tyler stuck his hands in his pockets and looked him u p and down. "Is any Tom, Dick, and Harry allowed to come
into The Imperial now? Why would they even let a hideous thing like you in?"
"Who are you calling hideous?" The man grabbed a wine bottle.
The hall manager heard the commotion and cover. As soon as he saw that it was an argument and the party
involved was Tyler, his complexion changed. "Mr. Schuman, what brings you here in the hall today? There will
always be someone in the hall who will inevitably spoil your mood. I'll take you to the private room right away."
"What's wrong?" Tyler raised his eyebrows. "Can't | have fun in the hall too?"
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