Divorce is the Best Choice novel (Sarah and Jason)
Chapter 90

Chapter 90 The reserved Jason

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"Who told you that I'm worried about her?" said Jason. The sight of Sarah reminded him of her affair with Robert

"You even wanted to rush into the fire rescuing Miss. Yeats." Chris deliberately exposed Jason's real

intension.

Jason's eyes turned gloomy.

Was Chris wanting to revolt?

"Boss, you might want to have a good chat with Miss. Yeats." He ignored his boss's cold eyes and turned around, saying. I'll wait for you in the car." Then he got into the car and locked it.

Jason wasn't listening at all. He walked towards the car and stretched out his hand to open the door. But he only found that the car was locked by Chris. He froze at once.

With anger mounting in his heart, he shouted, "Chris!"

But Chris just lowered his head and turned a deaf ear to his words.

Anyway, the car had a good sound insulation. He could manage to avoid all eye contact with his boss. He could make it!

"Are you here for me?" asked Sarah,

"Do you think it's possible?' Jason blurted out, still angry with her.

"No." she replied decisively.

Jason's face became even more colder. He was pissed off by Sarah's indifferent words.

He knew she was an ungrateful woman.

He was just a ruthless person to her no matter how much he worried about her.

"Just so you know." he said coldly. "I'm just worried about the marriage license. I can't spare time to apply for a new one with you if it's burnt in the fire."

"I can apply it myself as long as I have all the documents it needs." said Sarah calmly.

Her words were like an invisible hand gripping Jason's heart.

He managed to ease his anger.

He really couldn't stay with her any longer, or he would lose his temper. Seeing that Chris was still pretending to be blind in the car, he raised his hand and knocked on the car window. Chris was still struggling.

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He didn't know whether he should unlock the car.

What if the misunderstanding between Miss. Yeats and his boss wasn't cleared up?

Before he could figure it out, he received a message from his boss, "Open the door or get fired."

A chill ran down his spine.

He put down his phone, unlocked the door and got out of the car quickly.

Afraid that his boss would make things difficult for him afterwards, he opened the back door and bowed respectfully, "Please, boss."

Jason got in the car; his eyes were as cold as ice.

Even Sarah could fall his imposing manner.

"Miss. Yeats, we are leaving now." said Chris in the driver's seat.

"Okay."

The car melted into the inky darkness.

Jason exuded an aloof air. Hoping to ease the spooky atmosphere, Chris plucked up courage and said, "Boss,

I can see that you care about Miss. Yeats. But why don't you just show your heart to her?"

Will

you care about the person who betrayed you?" asked Jason.

"Miss. Yeats betrayed you?" Chris got confused.

Jason pursed his lips and said nothing.

He didn't tell Chris what had happened between Sarah and Robert.

After all, Sarah was a girl. Reputation was the most important thing to her. Although Chris would keep his mouth shut, it would do Sarah no good if he knew about her affair with Robert.

"You and Miss. Yeats are going to get a divorce certificate on Wednesday." Chris felt that his boss didn't know how to ease the tension between him and Miss, Yeats. "After that, Miss. Yeats may go back to New York. By then, you may not be able to meet her for the rest of your life."

Jason frowned slightly.

Thinking that she had asked him for a villa as a compensation, he felt relieved.

If she really intended to go back to New York and never come back, she wouldn't need a villa in Atlanta.

"Boss, ..."

"Have you finished what I asked you to investigate?"

"No."

"Then why do you have time to worry about other things?"

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Jason's forceful words silenced him. But Chris didn't give up, "Since you have decided to divorce, why do you still investigate Zuck?"

Jason was just pretending to be caring nothing about Sarah.

"Why can't you be honest with your true feelings?

You deserve a divorce!" Chris thought.

"Mind your own business." Jason warned.

Chris shut up obediently.

Jason's head was a complete mass. He thought of nothing but Sarah. He didn't know why he had paid more

and more attention to her these days.

Then the buzz of his phone wretched his mind back to the present.

When he saw the caller was Robert, his eyes darkened. But he still answered the phone,

What's up?"

"Have you found Sarah?"

"Sarah?" Jason said coldly, "Why don't you call her Pumpkin?"

Robert fell silent.

Jason's heart ached.

It was as if he finally exposed the secret between his wife and Robert.

Robert called her Pumpkin.

What an intimate address.

"How about having a talk?" Robert was reassured after making sure that he didn't exposure Sarah's true identity in front of Jason.

Raising his eyes, Jason said, "Okay. See you in the company, ten o'clock on Monday."

He really wanted to see what Robert was going to talk to him.

After it was settled, Robert hung up the phone, he didn't ask about Sarah.

If something bad really happened to her, Jason wouldn't have talked to him in a calm tone. After all, his voice. was heavy with anxiety and helplessness when he made the first call. -Half an hour later, the firemen quenched the flames.

Sarah went back her home.

She could still smell the smoke in the room. The walls were also blackened.

She went over to take the phone on the table and saw a missed call from Robert, two from Chris and seven

from Jason.

Thinking of what Jason had said just now, she frowned.

She sent a message to Robert, telling him that she was fine.

Then she saw Jason's phone number on the screen. She clicked it and was about to input: "the fire was put

out, I'm alright." But the next second she thought better of it.

She only sent a few words and a picture.

She knew what Jason really cared was the marriage license.

Sarah: "the marriage license is intact."

The picture was the marriage license on the table.

Jason was in the car when he received the messages. He managed to hold back his anger.

Sarah was really something.

She knew well about irritating him..

Throwing the phone aside, his face was gloomy.

Chris cast a cursory glance at his boss. Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Chris took a deep breath and kept his mouth shut.

The purpose of Sarah's reply was simple. Since Jason cared nothing except for the marriage license, then

she was willing to reassure him.

After sending the message, she found that grandpa Noth had sent her a text a few hours ago.

Grandpa Noth: "Sarah, will you attend my eighty-year-old birthday party?"

Sarah: "I'm not sure yet."

Grandpa Noth had a very high position in the city. If the Yeats Group would send someone to attend his birthday party, she could be the representative. She was going to get the divorce certificate with Jason on August 31st while grandpa Noth's birthday was on September 15th.

She didn't know what business she would take over after she returned to New York. She couldn't ensure

something she was not sure.