CHAPTER 8 Do You Really Want to Divorce Me?

　　"How would you know if someone is worth keeping or worth letting go?"

　　Kendra's POV 

　　Jared denied everything, "Hmm, I didn't see any Sandra Fell here, and one more thing, you are his wife,"

　　There was a bit of an argument so he initially refused but later on agreed, as long as I wait for them at the entrance. 

　　As soon as he hung up, I threw the phone on the bed. I clicked my tongue and bit my thumb, "Damn it! Aren't you supposed to be having a good time with your mistress? Why are you inconveniencing me?"

　　But my conscience grew sooner than expected so I sent Jared another message confirming I would pick Johann up.

　　Half an hour later, I was now at the entrance of a high-end club. 

　　I took a deep breath and adjusted my trench coat before going in. I looked around and found them in a secluded area on the west wing of the club. 

　　Jared saw me and waved at me. I walked towards them and saw Johann's face buried in the table, murmuring in his drunken sleep.