Chapter 340


    Chapter 340


    “Feeling confused? Why didn’t you just die from all the drinking?!” Fia said in a sneer.


    “How could I die from that?” Conrad was feeling somewhat sad as he tried to get up from the bar, but


    he began to sway as he lost his footing.


    Fia quickly went over and supported him, saying, “Why don’t you look at yourself right now?”


    As their eyes met, a glint of light appeared in Conrad’s eyes.


    He wanted to ask her not to divorce using his drunkenness as an excuse. “Fia, can we not…”


    “Can you please not talk?!” Fia said as she held his hand, and then held his wrist. There were too many


    people in the bar, and it was quite noisy too.


    She instantly felt agitated like water being boiled in a kettle on an open fire.


    She was getting a headache just looking at him like that!


    She wanted to just kill him on the spot after smelling all the perfume on him.


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    “Come home with me right now!”


    When Conrad heard the words e home,” his eyes brightened up.


    He grabbed her and said, “Sure, Fia.”


    “Stand properly. Don’t hug me!” She pushed him in disdain but couldn’t. She took a deep breath and


    then said, “Do you know how smelly you are right now?”


    “I already showered in the afternoon. How smelly can I get?” Conrad said with a half–drunken smile.


    He then lowered his head and smelled himself, and he frowned deeply.


    “Fia, what kind of perfume did you use? Why is the smell so strong? And there are a few different


    smells?” With that, he tried to take a deep sniff at her neck.


    “Get off me.” Fia pped his face again. “It’s from you!”


    “Impossible. I don’t use any perfume.”


    “You’re so annoying!” Fia suddenly pushed him away angrily.


    As Conrad’s back hit the bar table, he could feel the paining from his back. He also woke up a


    little.


    He then looked at Fia standing not far from him. She was filled with anger, sadness, and


    disappointment.


    In that instant, he felt something wasn’t right.


    He instantly turned to look at the bartender who was “watching” the show.


    “What’s going on?”


    The bartender then shrugged and exined everything to him, as was instructed by his boss.


    Conrad’s face immediately turned dark as he imagined that scene in his mind. Him lying on the bar


    table when a group of women surrounded him, and then Fia, his wife, appeared.


    “Listen to me, Fia! I didn’t know that would happen!” He turned around to exin.


    Fia’s eyes were cold. “Of course, you wouldn’t know! You’re drunk! Do you know how much you


    drank?”


    Conrad gulped. The bartender had served him drinks on the rocks, so he could somewhat guess


    despite


    not knowing the actual amount.


    “Why don’t you just die from it so I’ll just pick up your corpse?!” Fia sneered at him coldly when he


    didn’t say anything.


    “I’m sorry. I was not feeling well so I drank too much.”


    Fia felt that she was just a joke and she turned around and walked away.


    Conrad quickly chased after her despite his headache. However, he felt like he was walking on cotton


    and he fell down after chasing a few steps.


    “Mr. Maxwell!” The bartender quickly got out from behind the bar table and helped him up. When he


    saw. that he only had a bump on his forehead, he sighed in relief.


    If someone bled in the bar, it would be bad for business.


    When Fia heard the fall, she quickly turned around and saw the lump on Conrad’s forehead. The anger


    in her slightly dissipated as she went over to help him up despite her annoyance and pulled him out of


    the bar in big strides.


    “Fia, I…”


    “Another word from you and I’ll let you die here!”


    The man instantly shut up. His mind was murky, and his head was throbbing in pain, but he was slowly


    regaining his mental rity.