Divorce is the Best Choice novel (Sarah and Jason)
Chapter 108

He was so angry that his lungs ached.

Right?

How could it be right?

Chris knew what Jason was thinking from his expression. He gave an example, "If Miss Yeats asks for a divorce for Mr. Shawn, and at the last moment, she replaces that Mr. Shawn is not a good man, she will tell you that she won't divorce you. What do you think?'

"What do you think?" Jason asked in reply.

However, he began to get angry because of this assumption, and his whole body was cold.

"Do

you think how she could decide if she wants to divorce or not?" Chris guessed what Jason was thinking. "Do you feel angry? Do you think she betrayed you and even feels that she is unforgivable?" Jason didn't say anything.

But his reaction was obvious enough to prove everything.

"But what you are doing now is the example I just gave you. It's just that you and Miss Yeats have changed their positions."

"Miss Yeats is not your subordinate. You cannot just hire her with money," seeing that Jason was getting colder and colder, Chris added, "Love can't be measured by money." Upon hearing this.

Hearing that, Jason couldn't help but frown.

These words stirred up a lot of waves in his heart.

He always felt that.

If he cared, loved, and kept his promise, Sarah would stay with him for the rest of her life.

He didn't need her to worry about money or housework. She just needed to do everything she liked.

But she refused.

"Then what should I use?" said Jason Suddenly.

"Love."

Jason was confused.

"As a person like you, as long as you don't cheat on her and don't restrict her freedom, and give her money, she may live with you like this," said Chris. "But Miss Yeats doesn't lack these. What she wants is love."

Although Chris didn't know what kind of family background Miss Yeats was from.

But since the first time he took Miss Yeats to a shopping mall, he felt that her family was not short

of money.

At that time, the price of a single product in that shopping mall was at least tens of thousands, and all of them were luxury goods.

If she had never been to such a place, slie would behave a little reserved even if someone is paying.

for her.

But Miss Yeats just walked around naturally, and the whole process of selecting things was very simple, just like in her closet. "How do you know her so well?" Jason said coldly.

Chris was speechless. He shut himself up.