The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1100

In the end, Jonathan could only sigh under his breath as he watched Lucian open another bottle.

Forget it. The reason behind how disheartened Lucian is right now must be related to what I said earlier. In that case, I guess I'll just sacrifice my liver and drink with him. Jonathan gave up and started drinking alongside Lucian.

Perhaps he was affected by Lucian's mood, for Jonathan found himself feeling gloomy as well.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them finished all the wine on the table.

Lucian took out his phone while drawing his brows together tightly from the pain of his headache.

He had not driven to the club, so he needed someone to send him back.

Perhaps he had drunk too much. He had nearly tapped on Roxanne's name out of instinct when he unlocked his phone.

his finger above the name for

on it, Jonathan's slurring

I... I can't

by then. He was lifting an empty wineglass and mumbling away

still had a shred of

heard his voice, he snapped back to his senses and looked at the name beneath his finger. After a long moment of hesitation, he scrolled it away. Since I've decided to cut ties with her, I

eons, Lucian's gaze

he tapped

Aubree was having dinner with

Farwell residence, she had been swallowing her anger. All she could do was invite Frieda out so that

chatting, Aubree's phone suddenly

peak of her angry rant, so she impatiently lowered her head to glance at her

ID, she

Who

the call by then. "Lucian, it's late. Is something the

returned to the manor and was calling her after finding out that she had been

as he said, "Are you free at the moment? I drank a little. If it's convenient for you, come and pick me up." Aubree's eyes lit up, and the irritation