Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chaper 836

Axel retorted, “Otherwise, which other bastards would I be talking about?”

Axel then took a cigarette and placed it between his lips. Rage was evident on his face as he remarked,

I’m not sure what Lyse is thinking. She is divorced already. And that bastard’s name has been dragged

through the mud. Why is she wasting so much effort to attend to his medical condition? Let him rot and

die.”

“Just think of her as rescuing a stray dog, then. Don’t take this too personally, Silas comforted him.

“Huh? Do you think Julien will treat this bastard?”

“I think he might. Lyse always gets the job done.”

“Okay. I hardly get to come back. Now that I am here, I can’t leave empty-handed.”

Axel took a long drag of his cigarette. His eyes lit up with a blazing fire. He exhaled a ring of smoke. “Why

sneak into that bastard’s operating room

his hand across his

off guard, Silas shuddered. Shocked, he said, “Don’t you

Don’t

just messing with

on the shoulder and headed toward the crowded dance

much to drink tonight,

depression swept over him. The added discomfort of the smoke’s stench, a shared disdain with Alyssa, Intensified

to step outside for some

lights, the enticing rhythm of the music, and the sight of attractive girls dancing flirtatiously collectively heightened the atmosphere on the

cigarette in his mouth, Axel danced skin-to-skin with beautiful ladies he did not know.

but his dance moves were obscene. No one could tell him and a

for

a frenzy. Even with alcohol already coursing through his

in the blink of an eye. He

bodies melted

for, and

lights, Axel opened his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in

What the heck?