Chapitre 330: knowing Isabella's ugliness

Michael was sitting relaxed in a golden yellow bar while enjoying a snack and occasionally drinking a drink that was available on the table.

"So you don't care about your wife's still sick condition? You're still going to divorce her?" asked a bartender who was making drinks.

"Yes .... That's better than me constantly tied to her," Michael replied angrily then drank back the champagne that was available in a beautiful small glass.

The bartender poured more champagne into Michael's glass until it was full. He looked at Michael who looked disheveled and dispirited as if he had no passion for life.