The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 539

The person was probably familiar with Tyler as Tyler did not frown even when he put his arms around his shoulders.

"I brought my sister over to have some fun," Tyler said with a laugh.

He greeted me and said a few words to Tyler before going back to enjoy himself. My gaze followed him, and I saw him enter a huge hall with flashing lights in it. It looked really lively there.

I smiled slightly. "I don’t want to go to a private room anymore."

Tyler raised his eyebrows. "Let's go have some fun in the hall, then."

After entering the hall, we found a table and Tyler called a waiter over to order wine.

After the waiter left, Tyler leaned against the back of the sofa and looked at me. "Do you want a divorce?"

I did not answer.

"Anyone can tell that you’re unhappy. It'll be a good choice for you to get a divorce."

Tyler put away the smile on his face. "Even if you don't take a single cent, the Schumans have enough for you to squander money for the rest of your life. Go ahead and do whatever you want in life. Try

something you’ve never tried before. Otherwise, won't this life be nothing but in vain?"

I looked at the woman who was swaying her body hard while dancing on the stage.

"How many people are actually content in this world? Everyone has things that bother them. I'm already much happier than most people in this world. I'm content."

"If that's what your mind thinks, then your illness wouldn’t be so serious now."

I could not refute Tyler's words.

Everyone understood the reasoning behind it, but whether one could be open-minded about it was a different story.

The waiter brought the wine. Tyler poured me a glass and I took a sip.

"We'll see."

I felt like I had the potential to play basketball as the glass hit him squarely in the middle of his face.

He screamed in pain, and when the pain somewhat subsided, he stood up and roared furiously. "Who tossed that?"

"Me." Tyler stood up.

The man stormed over in anger. "Do you have a death wish?"

Tyler stuck his hands in his pockets and looked him u p and down. "Is any Tom, Dick, and Harry allowed to come into The Imperial now? Why would they even let a hideous thing like you in?"

"Who are you calling hideous?" The man grabbed a wine bottle.

The hall manager heard the commotion and came over. As soon as he saw that it was an argument and the party involved was Tyler, his complexion changed. "Mr. Schuman, what brings you here in the hall today? There will always be someone in the hall who will inevitably spoil your mood. I'll take you to the private room right away."

"What’s wrong?" Tyler raised his eyebrows. "Can’t I have fun in the hall too?"