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."
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