Chapter 62

Hearing this, Jasko Carl's eyes darkened, and he pulled Zebada Young's slender wrist with his big hand, and led him into the car. Feeling the other party's strong resistance, he paused, and the strength in his hand was involuntarily gentle. "I don't mean anything else, I just want to talk to you." Zebada Young struggled violently, "There is nothing to talk about between us." She was looking forward to even a little bit of Jasko Carl's liking before, but he never put her in his eyes. Now that she was finally ready to let go, why did he come to provoke her again? Zebada Young couldn't bear a moment of grievance, sitting on the back seat of the car, tears kept rolling in his eyes, but he refused to let it slip. Seeing this, Jasko Carl sighed and told the driver to go to the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the city center before looking at Zebada Young again. "The two of us cannot divorce yet."