Divorce is the Best Choice

Chapter 225 Jason Said He Regretted

"Go and apologize to her sincerely." Lucas Richardson had always been thinking rationally. "Try your best to make up for it.“

Jason said, "She won't accept it. Besides, she doesn't want my compensation."

"It's her business whether to accept it or not, but since you feel that you've done something wrong, you should apologize to her," Lucas Richardson said gently.

Jason didn't say anything.

He kept silent and nobody knew what he was thinking.

"Or do you want to get her back?"

"She won't give me the chance."

Hearing his tone and words, there was a bit of flashing in Lucas Richardson's eyes.

What happened between the two again?

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Jason leaned against the back of the sofa chair behind him, with his head on its back. His eyes were only fixed on the dim light on the ceiling.

He seemed to have reached a point where he needed to vent his emotions.

"Jason." Lucas Richardson had never seen him so fragile as a porcelain doll.

Jason closed his eyes to hide all the emotions in them.

After all his emotions were suppressed by him, he said two words in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

"Do you regret divorcing Sarah?" Lucas Richardson asked the question he didn't answer before and looked at him.

He stared at the ceiling.

Just as Lucas Richardson thought he wouldn't answer, Jason said, "Yes, I do."

Not only did he regret it.

He even wanted to go back to half a year ago when nothing had happened.

He should have refused to answer the phone from Jenny Smith. He wanted to be with Sarah, take good care of her, spoil her and make her happy.

"Then remember what you feel now." Lucas Richardson was a true friend, and he didn't hesitate to stab a knife into Jason's heart. "Don't make the same mistake again in the future."

He reminded him before.

However, people were always like this. They would not turn around unless they really suffered the loss.

Hearing his sarcastic words, Jason didn't retort.

It seemed that he had taken everything seriously.

It was already twelve o'clock in the morning when the two of them went back.

Although Chris went back early in the morning, he was still a little worried about his boss. He drove to pick them up as soon as he received the phone call from Lucas Richardson.

Sitting in the back seat with Lucas Richardson, Jason had been drunk since he got on the car. But in fact, he was not drunk. He just didn't want to talk, didn't want to open his eyes, and didn't want to

communicate at all.

Chris didn't know what was going on.

This was the first time he had seen him so unconscious.

As he drove, he asked, "Mr. Richardson, how much did my boss drink tonight?"

"Not much."

"How does he get drunk like this?" Chris was slightly surprised.

Lucas Richardson glanced at Jason and said with a gentle smile, "It's not the wine that can make you drunk, it's always the emotions at that time."

Chris immediately understood.

The boss was in a bad mood, so he was just silent, not drunk.

"Did you come here on a business trip?"

"No, boss is chasing after his ex-wife for thousands of miles," said Chris seriously. "He has moved the office to the branch company in New York."

Lucas Richardson was a little surprised. He asked, "Do you know what happened between him and Sarah?"

Chris didn't answer immediately.

He took a look at the rearview mirror and found that his boss had no intention of stopping him, so he said everything honestly.

"My boss thought what Miss Yeats was thinking was that no matter how many times he tortured her, she still treated him as her first love." he said vividly, "but miss Yeats doesn't seem to want to look back."

Lucas Richardson smiled.

Jason, "..."

His originally lonely mood was now infuriated by what he said.

’This guy really has a big mouth.'.

Half an hour later.

Chris sent the two of them home.

When Lucas Richardson went to the bathroom to take a shower, Jason, who was sitting on the sofa, called Chris over. He was not in a good mood.

Chris looked honest and asked, "Boss, what's up?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Literally."

"Who told you I thought so?"

"Aren't you sure that Miss Yeats doesn't want to leave you just because you have a beautiful face?" said Chris seriously.

He didn't want to see him for the time being. "Turn around and get the freak outta here. I don't want to see you now."

"Okay," said Chris, turning around and leaving.

Looking at the closed door, Jason had mixed feelings.

Maybe it was because he was too drunk to be brave, or something else, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the WhatsApp. Then he entered four words "I apologize for everything" in the dialog box.

He moved his hand to the direction of the button and hesitated again.

In the end, he deleted it and asked if Sarah was online.

He waited for a few minutes, but felt that it was several centuries.

Seeing that there was no reply from her, he found her phone and dialed.

He didn't hang up this time.

When he called, Sarah was actually texting with Wilson Yeats.

Without any hesitation, she hung up the phone.

However.

Tonight, Jason seemed to be very persistent.

He called her the second time when she hung up, and he called her the third, forth and fifth time....

Sarah was about to hang up for the fifth time, but she thought he might call again, so she answered.

She didn't scold him as angry as before. She just asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

After she opened her mouth, the other side did not speak.

After about one or two seconds, she was about to hang up.

At this moment.

"Do you hate me very much?"

Sarah,"?"

She didn't know why he said these words again. "If you have anything to say, just say it. I have something to do now."

She had planned to blacklist him directly.

But she really didn't want him to come to her again and again and trouble her time after time.

"If it weren't for the thing happened in the past, would we still live a happy life now?" said Jason in a low voice.

Sarah didn't answer.

This kind of hypothetical question was meaningless.

She only said, "I don't have time to chat with you. If you just call to say these unimportant things, I'll hang up now."

He didn't say anything.

Then she hung up the phone. This time, he didn't call her again.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, the little hope in his heart was also dissipated at the moment.

The call was a test.

Now he knew the result.

As for Sarah.

After hanging up the phone, she was very calm, not affected by him.

It seemed that Wilson Yeats thought her reply was too slow, so he called her and cut to the chase. "Have you decided on the party. Will you come?"

"No, I won't." Sarah didn't say anything more.

She was not interested in such kind of things.

Besides, she was just a part-time investment counselor of the Yeats group, not an official employee.

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