Divorce is the Best Choice novel (Sarah and Jason)
Chapter 89

Chapter 89 A great fire

"Tell boss about it!"

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"From now on, you'd lose your foothold in Atlanta."

They strode off after the tough words out. Obviously, they left for replaceing someone to help and treatment. Since the tumult had subsided, these onlookers dispersed to do their own things. Only the girls who stood out to defend Sarah still stayed. They looked at her with concern.

"Are you okay?"

"It'd be better to be accompanied when you're in a bar." A girl said in a soothing tone.

"That's right."

They all comforted Sarah.

Sarah gave out a warm and ease smile, "I'm fine. Thank you so much."

"It doesn't matter." Their voice was heavy with concern. "You could come with us if you don't mind. We'll play

for a while before we leave."

"Thank you," said Sarah with a gentle smile on her face. "I'll leave now."

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These girls didn't say any more.

They thought she was an innocent girl. Before they left, they stopped Sarah, "Hey!"

"Yes?" asked Sarah.

*Don't go

with others next time."

"Those people don't look like good. If you go with them, the consequences will be terrible."

"In a bar, don't drink your wine if your glass once leaves your sight."

Hearing their words, Sarah felt warm and relieved. They were as sweet and adorable as her sister. "Okay, thank you." Sarah responded with a grin. "You're welcome!" they smiled back...

Then Sarah left the bar.

She glanced at the clock outside the bar and found that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The bar was in the center of the city, two hours away from where she lived. Having to take a two-hour drive to

get home really repelled her, but she could only accept the truth very unwillingly.

At this time, she had completely calmed down and understood why Jason didn't believe her.

There must be something wrong.

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She could tell it from Jason's attitude.

Jason had long ago suspected the relationship between her and Robert. Now that she had done something

that was completely inconsistent with her personality, no wonder Jason refused to believe her.

Many thoughts whirled up in her mind. She managed to clear her head. She had planned to take a taxi home, but after thinking that it would only take 1.5 hours to take the subway, she thought better of taking the taxi.

At half past ten.

Sarah arrived at the subway stop not far from her home.

As soon as she went out into the street, she saw fire engines heading towards her residential compound. Meanwhile many people around her were talking.

"I heard that a house's on fire. I don't know if there is anyone inside."

"Oh it's too scary."

"How did the fire start?"

"Who knows?"

A house was on fire?

With a puzzled face, Sarah quickened her pace.

When her residential compound came into view, she saw flames spurt out from one window, and the house upstairs...

It seemed to be her home???

Did she see it wrong?

Sarah couldn't stay calm anymore. She rushed towards her house quickly.

Actually there was nothing important in her house. It didn't matter if her computer and phone were burned, but her marriage license was still in it.

She would have to apply for a new one if the marriage license was gone in the fire. With the grudge between she and Jason, he wouldn't believe it at all. Instead, he would definitely think that it was an excuse she made. If that was the case, a dispute was unavoidable.

Sarah stood downstairs of her house.

The fire engines had already gone in, and there was a cordon around to prevent the crowd from approaching.

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Jason was sitting in the back seat and Chris in the driver's seat.

Looking at the house wrapped in thick smoke, Chris said, "Boss, there was a house on fire. And the room upstairs seems... to be Miss Yeats's home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jason got out of the car.

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He was kind of dizzy under the influence of alcohol, otherwise he wouldn't have come here.

"I don't know if there is anyone in those houses upstairs. One owner didn't open the door when I knocked just now,"

"No one answering means no one is in there."

"Looked at the great clouds of smoke. I guess all the owners upstairs should know their building was on fire." The onlookers broke into discussion.

Jason quickly took out his phone and called Sarah, but no one answered.

"Sir..." Chris called him tentatively.

Jason didn't say a word. He took Chris's phone and called again.

He was afraid that Sarah didn't want to answer his phone as she was still angry with him.

However, he called a lot of times from both his and Chris's number, none of it was answered. Jason looked down at his phone in a daze.

He panicked.

He didn't care whether Sarah had an affair with Robert or not now. He was only worried about her safety. He

decided to call Robert and asked him to call her.

But the result made him feel even more scared.

Sarah didn't answer Robert's call either.

"Don't worry, sir. Maybe Miss. Yeats doesn't hear her phone." Chris comforted.

"She is inside."

Jason said in a hoarse voice, fixing his eyes on the house wreathed in thick smoke.

When he called Robert, he checked the location of Sarah's phone. The IP address was her home's network.

In an instant, a thought popped into his head.

Sarah fell asleep, her phone was muted.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Seeing that Jason walked into the crowds, Chris hurried to grab his arm.

"Let go of me." Jason shook Chris off and rushed forward. "Sarah is still inside!"

Sarah's affair with Robert did prickle his heart, but he couldn't bear to see her die in front of him. The fire engines just arrived.

But the thick smoke had already went into Sarah's house through the window. If she was sleeping and

unaware of the fire downstairs, would she have been choked to death?

The thought that she might die in the fire brought him much pain.

Chris wanted to pull Jason aside.

But Jason strode forward with all his might.

He couldn't stop his boss at all!!!

At this moment, a confused voice sounded, "Chris?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Chris was stunned.

Jason, who just broke free and was about to run into the crowd, stopped too.

"Miss... Miss. Yeats?" Chris's eyes went as wide as saucers, "Why are you here?"

"I went out for a while." Sarah didn't notice that Jason was there. She looked at the fire and then at Chris.

"What are you doing here?"

Chris looked at his boss subconsciously.

Sarah followed his sight.

When she saw the undisguised worry on Jason's face, she paused.

"Boss, Miss. Yeats is..." said Chris.

"Get in the car." As Jason walked pass Sarah coldly, the big rock pressing on his heart finally vanished. "Drive

me home."

Chris was at a loss for words.

He didn't follow Jason. He coughed to ease the awkward atmosphere, saying, "Sir, didn't you worry about Miss. Yeats just now? Now that she is fine, how about having a talk?"