Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 336: 336. I’d rather suffocate myself_1

Adam Jones slumped back into his seat, yanking at his shirt collar, leaning against the couch as he downed his drink, gulp by gulp.

He chugged the 90-proof Grenada Rum like it was water, as if he had a death wish.

Harry Hall couldn’t stand watching any longer and reached out to snatch the bottle from Adam’s hands, "Your stomach is weak, stop drinking."

Adam’s eyes, bloodshot from the alcohol, coldly glanced at Harry and, without a word or fight, reached for another bottle on the table, only to have it taken and smashed to the ground by Harry.

"Enough! Is it just a divorce? Do you have to drink yourself to death over it? If you can’t let go, then go find her, chase her again, and if it’s your pride that you can’t swallow, then you deserve this."

Adam’s eyes, blurred with alcohol, looked at Harry and he suddenly laughed out loud.

He leaned back against the couch, staring at the ceiling, breathing slowly, yet so still it was as if he had fallen asleep.

It was a long while before Harry heard Adam start to speak, "Elly Campbell... she divorced me."

it was unclear whether it was because of

up at him to see that his face, though

really

head, his expression one of dejection, murmuring the sentence as if he was either

whether to say

half a year, and only

it was only now that he felt the reality of Elly leaving

as he had initially demanded the divorce, now he was just as

but why should she? Why should she

doesn’t know how many years I loved her, she

go? I forced myself to try to let go for

kept talking, not caring whether Harry was listening or not, or maybe he was

Adam Jones would never have said these things; such a proud man would rather choke

sympathy for him, but he also felt Adam had brought