My Wife Is So Sweet novel Chapter 314

Chapter 314 Meet in the Bar

To show her gratitude, Victoria invited Louis to have dinner.

But Louis politely refused.

Natalia always felt that Louis had got into trouble recently.

He was a gentle man in high spirits, but he kept frowning and looked annoyed recently.

To show her concern, Natalia asked when she sent him out, "Mr. Brown, have you had any trouble lately? I feel something's on your mind."

Louis was stunned and forced a smile.

"Nothing."

"Really?"

"Yes." He paused for a moment and couldn't help but frown when he thought about that beautiful and pure face.

Since he did not want to talk about it, Natalia didn't ask further, waved her hand and watched him leave after he got on the car.

Time flashed by.

A party for the hundredth day after Joy's birth would be held.

Though Victoria had few friends and relatives in Eqitin, Natalia and Victoria didn't hold the party on the cheap since it was a very important day for Joy.

They invited some good friends to the party held in Harrison Club to celebrate it.

It was at the end of the year, so her friends took time off to join the party.

Even Louis got time off and bought a set of toys for Joy, though he still had some data reports to deal with.

The party was warm and grand.

Louis had to write a research report this evening, so he left after staying for only half an hour.

At the bar downstairs.

Harrison Club was a high-end recreational club, with recreation items above the tenth floor and a large bar from the first to the third floor.

Wanda heard that Blake was in the bar, so she came here to make things between them clear.

Though Blake's mother was driven away by Wanda that day, the Bissel family still wanted to connect with the Kawn family through marriage.

Wanda felt it hard to communicate with Blake's parents. If she didn't want to marry Blake, the Bissel family couldn't just force her. However, it could trouble her at any time.

Therefore, if she could make it clear that she never wanted to marry him, he might understand her.

Thinking about that, she came to see him.

Only when she came here did she know today was Blake's birthday.

Blake wore a very fashionable hoodie and a red hair band that made him look like a hooligan.

He glanced at her and whistled. "Well, you said you weren't coming, didn't you? Why did you change your mind?"

Wanda glared at him and said snappishly, "I come here to tell you. Can you let your mother stop visiting my family?"

Blake was not angry, but smiled and said, "I can't promise you. After all, my mother has taken a fancy to you and wants you to be her daughter-in-law. What can I do?"

Wanda snorted, looked at Blake's smug look and just wanted to beat him.

Blake had turned around and walked in. After taking a few steps, he saw Wanda standing still, so he raised his eyebrows, "Why are you standing still? Come here!"

Blake turned his head and looked at her. She was sitting there with a cold and sullen look.

His eyes turned cold. "I'll get her sooner or later," he snorted.

The man laughed at this, but said nothing, and went to have fun.

After moments, Blake walked to Wanda, gave her a cup of wine and said, "Since you've come here, don't put on a long face. Have a drink!"

Wanda looked up at him, frowning, and said in a deep voice, "I don't drink."

Hearing this, Blake laughed as if he had heard something strange.

"You come to the bar but don't drink. Do you take it an amusement park?"

Wanda was unshaken and said in a cold voice, "I don't come here willingly. If you cannot bear it, you can talk with me. After that, let's cut it off with each other. What do you think?"

"You!"

Blake was enraged. Their dialogue was heard by a middle-aged man, so he sneered.

Blake glared at her. Wanda ignored her and sat there, on her phone.

After a while, he felt bored and turned around angrily.

As he returned to his place, the middle-aged man that sneered waved to Blake.

Blake walked in and asked, "Oscar, what's the matter?"

Oscar raised his chin and pointed to Wanda that sat in the corner, "She's unwilling to be your girlfriend?"

Blake frowned, afraid of being laughed at, and snorted, "Of course not. Women are narrow-minded. We've quarreled. She's usually docile."