Stuck On You

Chason and the servants looked around S City, but still didn't see Claire. He didn't know how many times he had returned to the villa of the Jiang family, and then he suddenly saw a familiar figure coming in from the outside -- his Claire. "Claire!" Chason hugged her. Her hair was wet. She didn't dry it after washing it. In addition, it was moist by the river. "Where have you been?"

She pushed him away instinctively and went upstairs, ignoring his surprised eyes. In fact, she really didn't want to come back, but when she was pregnant, she almost lost her normal life. She didn't have a job and rarely met her former friends. This time, she didn't make any preparation to run out. When she wandered around the river, Claire really didn't know where she was going.

Until it was dark, she realized that she should leave the river. Claire walked aimlessly, only to find that she was getting closer and closer to the Jiang family's villa. Did she find that she really had no way to go except the villa of the Jiang family?

Maybe she should go back and settle something. Claire sniffed and pushed the door open. The next second she saw the anxious figure of Chason.

Chason was stunned by Claire's sudden alienation. "Claire, what happened?"

"I'm tired." She didn't answer but went upstairs.

All of a sudden, both of his hands seemed to miss the target. With his eyes narrowed, he looked at Claire's back as she went upstairs and said in a low voice, "Check what happened today."

"Yes, Mr. Chason. I remember that Mrs. Claire received a parcel today." The servant suddenly remembered something and said in a hurry.

Parcel? Chason's eyes darkened, "I see." He paused, turned around and went to the kitchen to get some pear blossom soup. Then he followed Claire upstairs.

He pushed the door open, but the light was off in the bedroom. He couldn't see Claire's face in the darkness. Chason put the porridge gently on the cabinet. When he turned on the wall lamp, he saw Claire crying in a corner. "Claire!" Chason strode over, touched her head and asked in a hurry, "What happened to Claire?"

Claire lowered her head and found that his voice was still so pleasant to hear. She once thought that she was infatuated with his soft words, but now his voice made her feel terrible. Why can a person pretend to be considerate and kind to you on the one hand, and on the other hand can cruelly destroy your most important thing?

The less Claire said, the more anxious he was. At last, Chason held up Claire's head with all his strength, only to find that her face was covered with tears. He had seen all kinds of her, including when she was sad and crying, but he had never seen her eyes as desperate

as now.

"Claire." He frowned and called her with a distressed voice, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. But what's the matter? Don't bear it with yourself, okay?"

Claire struggled to get rid of his hand and wiped her tears. "Let's get divorced."

What did she say? What was she talking about?

Chason's center of gravity suddenly fell back. He stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief. When he went out in the morning, she said she didn't want him to leave. But half a day later, she actually said she wanted a divorce! "Claire Lin!" Chason's eyes turned red. He held her shoulder tightly and asked, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Claire was not as sad as before. Perhaps the suppressed emotions in her heart were released a lot with crying. Perhaps, this was fate. She had signed a contract with him. Now it was time for her to leave. "According to the contract, as long as we lose this child, you should end your marriage."

If he loved her, why did he want to get rid of this child without saying anything? If he didn't love her, why did he tie her to his side? She had tried her best for this relationship. Just like losing a child, she was the most sad person. But she was afraid that he would feel guilty. During this period of time, she had been trying to cheer up and pretended to be strong, just because she didn't want him to worry about her. But now, the fact told her that she was thinking for him all the time, but he was actually the one who made her lose her child. Divorce? Contract? He felt stuffy in his chest, and these words were like a burst of thunder and rain hitting him.

"Do you really mean what you are saying?" He didn't know what had happened, but even if the sky fell, Claire shouldn't have said divorce to him!

Claire nodded. There was no joy or sorrow in her eyes.

The next second, he pushed her away and looked at her coldly, "Divorce, don't even think about it."

"Why?" Claire saw into his cold eyes.

He snorted, "I'm Chason. Do you think the contract will work on me?"

It was useless. In his world, there was no right or wrong, no principle. In his world, he could do whatever he wanted because he was Chason.

Unfortunately, she fell in love with the person she shouldn't love the most.

"What on earth do you want?" He made her fall in love with him, but let her fall into this pain.

Suppressing the palpitation in his heart, Chason kissed her hard on the lips. This kiss was not as gentle as usual, but as if he was going to suck her into his body with all his strength. Claire tried her best to escape, but she failed. Claire bit Chason's lips. After a long time, he finally let go of her in pain. Looking at his lips, she found that the upper part of his lips had been bitten out of blood. With red eyes, he growled, "Claire, I'll give you one more chance. Do you still want to divorce? ."

"Yes." She bit her lips and said after a long time.

Chason let go of her. No matter what she did or said, he would forgive her. But she shouldn't have said this, "Claire, there isn't this word in my dictionary, divorce. You should be responsible for what you said today." After that, he walked out of the bedroom without looking back. When he passed by the pear blossom soup, he slowed down a little and finally pushed the door open.

It was not the first time that he had a conflict with Claire. They had even quarreled with each other more fiercely than this before. But in the past, even if he was angry, he had never been like this time. Claire, she was breaking his bottom line.

After leaving the villa of the Jiang family, Chason drove aimlessly. He seldom drove as fast as he was now. When he got so worried about himself, he finally slammed the brakes on and stopped.

In the me me bar.

The crowd in the middle of the dancing floor was dancing crazily, and a man in the corner was drinking crazily. It was Chason.

"Bother, what are you doing?" It was not the first time for Richard to see his good friend drown his sorrows in wine. In the past, when Chason was unhappy, he often drank with him. However, it was rare to see him as crazy as this time. "What happened? Don't drink anymore. I'm calling Claire."

Chason threw his phone away and said, "Don't mention her."

It seemed that he was right. The two of them had a quarrel. He shook his head and said, "You are a man. You quarreled with your wife and came here to drown your sorrows in wine. Why are you so spineless?" Chason didn't respond and continued to drink.

"It's not easy for you two to be together. What are you doing now?" Richard shook his head and wanted to call Claire again to get the drunken man back.

"No!" This time, Chason threw the phone directly to the center of the dance floor, which immediately caused a commotion among the crowd. The beauties on the dance floor looked at him one after another.

He shook his friend's shoulder and laughed at himself. "If Anna asks you to divorce or break up with her, can you forgive her?"

"Bah, bite your tongue!" "Is your wife going to divorce you?" Now, the worried look on Richard's face suddenly burst into laughter. "You are such a bad guy. If I were Claire, I would also abandon you."

Chason drank another glass of wine. He had drank white spirit, beer, imported wines. He really couldn't remember how much he had drunk. "Get out."

"No." At this moment, Richard really didn't want him to drink any more. If he continued to drink like this, bad things would happen. "You really can't drink anymore."

Chason, who was drunk, took out an unlimited credit card from his pocket and said, "Swipe the card, I can afford this bar."

What a lunatic! Then Richard stood up, whispered a few words to the staff beside her, and went out to call Claire.

After the miscarriage, Claire was weak. What's more, after all things in this day, she was exhausted now. As soon as Chason went out, she fell asleep leaning against the wall. After Richard made three phone calls, she heard it and answered, "Hello." "Claire, Chason is drunk in my bar. Please take him back." His words were full of anxiety.

On the other side of the phone, she didn't say anything for a long time, which made Richard very anxious. "Claire, now only you can persuade him. He won't listen to me for a long time."

Only she could do that? A wry smile appeared on Claire's face. In the eyes of outsiders, she seemed to be the only one in Chason's heart, but who knew that this man could even kill their child himself. "Let him drink."

This Claire! This two were the same. No matter how he said, they didn't listen to him. "Claire, Chason has a stomachache. If he continues to drink like this, he will be sent to the hospital later!" Bro, I can only help you so much.

After a long time, Claire felt a pain in her heart and said slowly, "Tell me the address and I'll be there soon."

"I'll wait for you at the door of the me me bar!" 'She really a woman with a soft heart and a sharp tongue.' thought Richard with a smile. He was so helpful as a friend. When that guy saw Claire take him back by herself, they would probably be fine. What could happen between the two of them? Thinking of this, he held Anna's waist and said ambiguously, "We are the best."