I Refuse to Divorce!

In the past, Zoe seldom visited those places because Mason didn't like them.

Now, she no longer cared whether he liked it or not and agreed to Ella's invitation.

The bar's music was deafening. Ella swayed her body, enjoying the atmosphere. She had always enjoyed the extravagant life.

She ordered a bottle of red wine for Zoe, saying, "This wine won't get you drunk."

Zoe pulled her to sit down and asked softly, "Why did you choose this place?"

She was concerned about Ella.

Unknown to others, Ella had lost her hearing in her left ear since childhood, when she was assaulted by debt collectors who were trying to force her parents to pay up. Even though Zoe got Noah to pay for her treatments later on, visiting the best ear, nose, and throat specialists all over the city, it couldn't be restored.

Ella paused.

Then she sat down, casually tossing her black hair and smiling. “It's an old injury. It doesn't hurt anymore! You've got to live a little. Drink that wine. Forget about Mason, Leslie, or Lilith. They can all go to hell!" At this moment, a young man in his early twenties approached, asking for Zoe's number.

Zoe was about to refuse when Ella leaned over, using her long nails coated in bright red nail polish, lightly touching the back of the young man’s hand. The young man blushed instantly, and Ella giggled. "Boy, you're so cute!"

She took Zoe's phone and added him to the contacts list.

Zoe couldn't stop her. Zoe apologized to the young man with a smile. "My friend has had a bit too much to drink!"

The young man was neat and well-mannered. He said it was okay and then returned to his friends’ table.

Zoe didn't take this matter to heart, turning to look at Ella.

Ella was busy chugging down alcohol, shouting, “Zoe, did you know Leslie is getting engaged? He found a woman from a suitable family. I saw her during a fashion show. She is beautiful and aloof.

"I suspect her expression even remains poised when doing the deed with Leslie. I said I wanted to break up, but that scoundrel Leslie just wouldn't let go. He's flaunting his wealthy connections while sleeping with me. All men are trash!"

Zoe was quite surprised.

She thought Leslie had some feelings for Ella.

Ella continued to rant, saying she wanted to break up and take a chunk of flesh from Leslie before leaving. She would take his money and cuckold him.

"Which chunk of flesh do you want to take from me? Or should I cut it off for you?"

A male voice suddenly sounded.

Zoe looked up and saw Leslie. He nodded to her and lifted the drunk Ella from the table, saying, “I'l take her home. Zoe, are you leaving now, or should I give you a ride?"

Zoe didn't like being there.

However, she wanted to sit alone for a while. She also wanted to give Ella and Leslie a chance to talk privately. They might have something to discuss, even if Ella was drunk.

Leslie carried Ella away. In the car, he made a call to Mason, telling him that Zoe was being bothered by a man in the bar and urging him to come and pick her up.

After he hung up, Ella vomited.

She treated the luxurious car like a drain, and Leslie watched without feeling any regret for the car. Instead, he glared at the woman with a pained expression on his face.

“I should throw you into the river for a good wash."

Ella couldn't hear from her left ear.

She looked at Leslie in confusion, “Leslie, what did you say?"

Leslie had run out of patience.

He directly pulled her out of the car and took her to a nearby five-star hotel, quickly checking in.