My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball Chapter 212

I’ll Take You Up On Your Offer At the same time, in the VIP room upstairs, Byron was expressionless
as he watched a bunch of pot-belled middle-aged men toasting to one another.

When he picked Estie up that afternoon, she had been feeling very down. When they reached home,
she even threw a tantrum at him. Byron could guess why she was in a bad mood. It was probably
because she had not been able to meet that woman, or rather, the fact that the woman had become so
distant to her.

The root of the problem lay with him, though. That woman was keeping her distance from Estie
because of him. As a result, Byron had been in a bad mood all night too.

The middle-aged men had been discussing for hours now, yet they could not come up with a
proposition he could accept. Byron’s impatience grew.

“Go on, you lot. I’m going out for some fresh air,” Byron said coldly, standing up. The other men did not
dare to stop him, watching him leave awkwardly. The room was overlooking the dance floor. When
Byron stepped out, his gaze inevitably went to the dance floor.

All of a sudden, he saw a familiar figure flitting across the dance floor.

Byron stopped dead in his tracks.

The lights of the dance floor flashed again, making that figure feel like nothing more than a mirage.
When he tried to find her again, she was gone. Byron stared down at the dance floor, looking for her to
no avail. After a long time, he gave up with a self-deprecating laugh. How could she hold so much
power over him? She haunted even his most casual glance.



As he was about to turn around and return to the room, he suddenly heard a loud commotion from the
seats downstairs.

It felt like the everyone in the entire bar turned to look over at the seats.

Byron was no exception, When he saw that woman at the seats, Byron’s pupils dilated. He thought he
had been imagining things, but he was wrong. She had been dancing there after all, and she had
simply returned to her seat after she grew tired! Now, she was surrounded by a group of men. She
even clinked her glass with that of another man next to her, smiling brightly,

The cominotion had arisen from the crowd around the two of them as a reaction to their actions.

The two of them seemed very close.

Downstairs, Rosalie drained her glass after clinking it with Hans’.

The crowd around them cheered again. As she put the glass down, Rosalie had a strange feeling. She
had felt a gaze on her while she was drinking the wine earlier. When she raised her eyes to look toward
the direction of the gaze, all she saw was darkness.

For some reason, that gaze reminded her of Byron.

Suddenly, Rosalie was in no mood to keep drinking.

“I’m a little tired, so I’ll head back now.” Rosalie smiled at the others apologetically and then stood up to
walk to her best friend.

“It’s getting late. Let’s head back.” Unlike Rosalie, Mary had been drinking for a long time, and she was
on her last legs by now. She drunkenly nodded at Rosalie. “Alright, y’all keep going. See ya…” She
reached her hand out toward Rosalie.



Rosalie pulled her up and propped Mary over her shoulder with some difficulty before bidding the
others goodbye. “I’ll see you off.” Hans stood up as well. “You look like you could use some help. I can
carry her to your car for you.”

Rosalie hesitated and glanced at her best friend, who could not even stand straight. After a while, she
agreed. “Thanks. I’ll take you up on your offer.”

After spending the night with him, she had a decent impression of this man. Besides, she had been
drinking too, and it was not easy for her to carry Mary. Hans walked up to her and was about to lend
her a hand when a low voice spoke up behind him, sounding less than pleased. “Thank you for the
offer, but I’ll send them home. There’s no need to trouble you, Master Reed.”




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