NovelEnglishChapter 603 Chapter 603: "That's fine by me. I'm single now, after all," Eileen responded casually. "But there's no need to get Phoebe any toy boys. You're still her husband, right?" Phoebe scoffed. "He's clearly a husband with something wrong with his head. Otherwise, why would he want to gettoy boys?" Caught off guard, Jacob sensed a trap. He paused and then gently tugged at Phoebe's sleeve, pleading, "Honey, if you're mad at me, just go home. Lethandle everything. Please, just don't turnover to Eileen!" "You'll have to resolve the mess you made on your own. Don't try to drive a wedge between Eileen and me." Phoebe knew that Eileen's invitation today was primarily to confront Jacob. Determined not to strain her friendship with Eileen, Phoebe decided to side with her.
She turned to face Eileen and urged, "Tellhow we're going to do this, Eileen. I can't wait any longer." Eileen gestured toward the durian peel next to Jacob and laid out his options. "Kneel on what we prepared or drink. If you don't kneel, you'll have to drink. Either way, you're here for the next three or four hours tonight." This implied that if Jacob chose not to kneel, he would have to drink an excessive amount-likely more than what was available on the table now.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtConfused by Eileen's motives, Jacob weighed his options. Finally, he chose to kneel and awkwardly settled onto the pile of instant noodles.
No sooner had he taken his place than a crisp sound echoed.
"It must be broken. Now, it's your turn to drink. I'll make it easy on you, just three glasses to start." Eileen slid three glasses of wine toward Jacob.
Jacob said, "Even if Gabriela were here kneeling on instant noodles, they'd still break. You set this up!" Fresh updates available at gal"Since you know it, why do you still ask?" Eileen countered, a playful edge to her voice. "If you can't bear it, just drink." She leaned back on the sofa, watching Jacob with a faint smile. Jacob's face flushed with embarrassment as he looked desperately at Phoebe for support.
Phoebe, however, continued to fill the empty glasses. "For the sake of my friendship with Eileen, you should drink. Don't worry, I'll make sure you get hsafely if you've had too much." With a grimace, Jacob downed the three glasses of strong liquor in one swift motion. Kneeling on the washboard, the pain in his knees worsened after just five minutes. He downed three more glasses after that. He barely managed a minute on the durian peel.
Less than an hour later, Jacob slumped against the sofa, clutching Phoebe's leg, and began to plead, “Honey, why would you take Eileen's side over mine? My legs are killing me. There's no way I can have sex using your favorite position tonight!" "Get lost!" A flush crept over Phoebe's face as she shoved Jacob away.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
"You need to be kinder. You can't be as harsh as Eileen. Bryan is such a decent guy, yet she tormented him and forced him to cback." Resting his head on Phoebe's knees, Jacob continued, "Bryan really is a good guy, but look at the mess he's in now. I'm unable to help him..." Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke.
Phoebe glanced at Eileen and cautioned, "If you push him for answers, he might just spilt om everything But femember, the way Jacob and Josue have covered it up and trapped Bryan suggests a truth you might not want to face. Are you sure you're ready for that?"
"What could possibly be worse than Bryan being dead?" Eileen asked, a bitter smile curving her lip.sc"Ĥem insists on handling everything alone, leavingcompletely out of the loop. Am I truly his wife, or merely a puppet he manipulates at will?"
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
