Chapter 812

Johnathan's hand by his side tightened slowly, and he suddenly shouted at me, "What is there to talk about? What else is there to talk about?"

I had never seen Johnathan so angry before. His roar really startled me.

Reynaldo’s faint voice suddenly sounded beside me, “Speak properly, you’re disturbing me.”

“Fuck!” Johnathan suddenly cursed under his breath and violently kicked the bar counter. The wine bottle clattered onto the table. He shouted at Reynaldo, “If you find it noisy, then you can leave!”

I looked at the man in front of me in shock. Did he eat gunpowder? Did he eat bear's heart and leopard's gall? How dare he roar at Reynaldo?

Looking at Reynaldo again, the man’s eyes narrowed coldly, and his already cold face now looked even darker, as if it could drip water. He coldly said to Johnathan, "Try yelling again?"

Johnathan snorted in anger but eventually stopped yelling and just opened a bottle of wine to continue drinking.

Reynaldo stood up, casually straightened his clothes, and said to Johnathan, "Remember, when discussing things, stay calm and composed."

He finished speaking without even looking at me and walked out directly.

In the private room, only Johnathan and I were left in an instant. As for Vonnie's matter, I might as well ask him directly.

I asked him, "What do you mean now?"

Johnathan tugged at his lip and said, "What do you mean?"

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Johnathan leaned back on the sofa, smiling at me with a rebellious look, and said, "I don't know."

I tightened my hand at my side. No wonder Vonnie was so angry; Johnathan was really annoying.

I made a great effort to suppress the anger rising in my heart, and I didn't beat around the bush with him. I asked him directly, "Did you ever think about taking responsibility for what happened with Vonnie last night?"

Johnathan sneered, "A one-night stand like that, a fleeting romance, and you expect me to take responsibility for her? Do you really think I'm Reynaldo?"

I instantly turned cold and asked, "What do you mean? You don't want to take responsibility?"

Johnathan took another sip of wine and chuckled, saying, "Men enjoy women's love; we are willing. What responsibility do we bear?"

I took a deep breath in anger and said, "You deliberately took her to the bar to drink until she got drunk. Taking advantage of her vulnerability, do you call that 'consensual'?"

"Was I fucking drunk? Why is it that when she's drunk and throws herself into my arms, it becomes me taking advantage of her vulnerability?"

"Just because I am a man, so she is the one who suffers, and I am the one who is wrong, right?"

Johnathan’s words, filled with resentment, instantly left me speechless.

He drank a few more cups of alcohol and sneered, "Didn’t I give her five million? What else does she want? Is that not enough? Fine, you tell her to name her price…"

Pap!

As soon as he finished speaking, I couldn’t help but rush up and slap him hard. Although I’m not sure what exactly happened last night, I didn’t think he would humiliate people like that.

I took out the card from my pocket and slammed it hard on him, saying, "Who needs your dirty money? Let me tell you, Vonnie is a conservative and innocent girl, different from those flirty girls like you!"

I asked you, now that this has happened, what are you going to do?

Johnathan sneered at me and said, "What do you want me to do? Marry her?"