The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 337

Chapter 337

Isaac looked at Marcus's miserable, lost expression and couldn't even muster the courage to offer him advice. All he could do was send a text to McNeil, hoping he'd come over and rescue them from this awkward mess.

"Marcus, come on, there are plenty of fish in the sea. A woman like that—well—”

She really was stunning; even Isaac had to admit he was practically drooling over her. Maybe, once things wrapped up, he'd work up the nerve to ask for her number if she'd even give it.

Marcus slumped onto the couch, his words sluggish and heavy.

"Isaac."

His voice sounded unusually low, almost guttural.

"Yeah?" Isaac glanced over at Victoria but, with Marcus there, he felt too self- conscious to approach her.

"Am I getting old?"

Isaac almost spat out his drink, choking on it as he glanced across the room at the group of young, ridiculously attractive guys-barely out of college, all sharp features and toned bodies.

They really were young, and damn near perfect.

Meanwhile, he and Marcus were pushing thirty; in a few years, they'd be well into

it.

"Come on, don't be ridiculous_"

Marcus took a long, hard swig of his drink.

"Marcus, maybe we should head somewhere else?" Isaac suggested, thinking maybe a bar with more women would do wonders for Marcus's confidence.

of women, and with

longing look at Victoria, sighed, and shook his

the door when

called out, but McNeil didn't seem

done with the night, got into his car

you coming

pointed back at the bar. "Isn't he here for

a sharp slam, Marcus shut the car door. "You

standing there, dumbfounded, watching Marcus's

lost his

thinking about McNeil, and was just about to head back inside when a chorus of police sirens suddenly

"Shit-"

squad of heavily armed police officers storm into the bar. He shrank back, bewildered

"What's going on? Are they after a fugitive

looked just as shocked. "This many cops, at

mind went blank. No way. He'd just come out for a drink-no shady business, nothing

just in time to see McNeil coming out-carrying a

people, he never expected the usually uptight Mr.

ushered the woman into his car. She seemed to be struggling, but

bar, escorting a herd of those handsome young men

seen a regular bar get shut down in a

called McNeil, but

the crowd had

how late it

rang.

but

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