I got married without you (James and Amelia)
Chapter 1306 You also give up

Chapter 1306 You also give up

Paul held his nose and walked over, kicking the heavily drunk Anthony with his foot.

"My sister and Dylan from the Lawrence Family have a connection. While you're here drinking, why don't you replace a way to bring her back?"

Anthony, half drunk and half awake, opened his blurry eyes. In his hazy vision, he saw Paul's disgusted expression.

"So this is how drunk people smell. I should drink less from now on..."

After muttering a few words, Paul kicked Anthony again.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

Anthony forced himself to straighten up, despite his brain being filled with alcohol.

"Dylan from the Lawrence Family..."

Paul reached for a clean wine glass, poured some red wine into it, took a few sips, and then replied.

"He's not bad-looking. When my sister saw him, she was too shy to even look up. Most likely, she's taken a liking to him."

As a member of the Lawrence Family, Anthony naturally understood.

"They seem well-matched."

After speaking, Paul picked up the bottle again and poured a full glass of wine into the tall glass.

Seeing him tilt his head back and down the entire glass, Paul felt a bit sympathetic and took the glass from his hand.

"You're just giving up like this?"

Anthony raised his index finger, wiped the liquid off the corner of his lips, and smiled.

"Aren't you giving up too?"

This rhetorical question made Paul's hand holding the glass come to a halt.

The two sympathetic souls stared at each other for a few seconds. Then, with a snap, Paul placed the glass on the bar counter.

"I've informed you. Whether you give up or not is your own business."

Paul put his hands in his pockets and turned around to leave.

Anthony still had no reaction and continued drinking.

However, the liquor he swallowed tasted much more bitter than before.

After seeing Dylan, James returned to Blue Bay Island. Amelia was teaching Grace her homework. When she saw him return, she quickly approached to take his coat off. "How did it go?"

Amelia handed the coat to a nearby servant, stood on her tiptoes, and helped him untie his shirt and remove his tie. Her caring actions made James unable to resist giving her a kiss. Grace, who was leaning on the table and writing, saw this and covered her eyes with her chubby little hand. After covering them, she deliberately left a small gap to continue peeking. "Grace, go back to your own room."

James raised his chin towards her.

In a grumpy tone, Grace muttered, "I really hate you..."

Although she said she hated him, she picked up her homework and ran to her own room.