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.

by that group of women, and with all those

cast one last longing look at Victoria, sighed, and shook his head as he followed Marcus

reached the door when McNeil

called out, but McNeil didn't seem to

clearly done with the night, got into his car and glared

coming

pointed back at the bar. "Isn't

the car door. "You can get a ride

leaving Isaac standing there, dumbfounded, watching Marcus's car disappear down the

his mind?" Isaac

and was just about to head back inside when a chorus of

"Shit-"

officers storm into the bar. He shrank back, bewildered and more than

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

guy looked just as shocked. "This many cops, at

went blank. No way. He'd just come out for a drink-no shady business,

in time to

nearly popped out of his head. Of all people, he never

as McNeil ushered the woman into his car. She

officers poured out of the bar, escorting a herd of those handsome young men out in cuffs. The music inside abruptly

was dreaming. He'd never seen a regular bar get shut down in a raid like this before.

called McNeil, but

had dispersed and the street was empty,

just how late

rang. It was

hesitated, but picked

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