Chapter 174 Speechless

He yanked off his tie and threw it on the table.

“You just want everyone to laugh at me, right? Do you want to ruin my reputation? Fine, I’ll give you what you want.

“From now on, when people talk about me, they’ll call me a cuckold and a coward.

“The guy who watches his wife keep a boy toy and just smiles like an idiot.

“As long as it makes you feel better, I’ll even hand you a condom while you two get it on.

“All I ask is that you don’t leave me! Is that enough for you?” Dante said.

Anne didn’t reply.

Anne was speechless at Dante’s dramatic response.

She had thought he’d be furious. He’d storm off, and readily agree to the divorce. Who would have guessed he’d react in such an unpredictable way?

Dante wasn’t just talking.

He sat there for the next half hour, watching Anne and Yancey.

Every time Anne took a bite of food Yancey fed her, Dante stared at them intently. He downed another glass of wine.

When Anne reached to feel Yancey’s abs, Dante couldn’t help but mock, “With that scrawny body, does he even have abs?”

Yancey blushed at the remark. He then lifted his shirt slightly, revealing well-defined muscles just visible in the dim light.

It was at least eight-pack abs!

“I do love you, Yancey,” Anne said.

Anne smiled. She glanced smugly at Dante and said, “Just for those abs, I’ll give you an extra two hundred thousand dollars a month.”

Yancey lowered his head slightly, shyly saying, “Two hundred thousand dollars… Isn’t that a bit too much?”

“It’s not too much,” Anne said, wrapping her arm around Yancey’s neck. “My husband’s rich. He’ll pay.”

Dante was speechless.

Paying to help his wife keep a boy toy, Dante might just be the first in Kingsdom to do so.

There were quite a few people nearby who were enjoying the show.

After all, just a few days ago, Anne had thrown a party at a Midnight Bar. And nearly everyone who came to Midnight Bar was wealthy.

Meryl found it hard to sit still as she watched the chaos unfold.

She made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

But when she came out, she ran straight into Dalton.

Dalton walked out of the men’s restroom opposite her, with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Meryl glanced at him briefly before looking away.

Dalton had already noticed Meryl.

He had also been drinking at the bar that night and hadn’t expected to see Meryl and Anne show up.

He had been watching them from a distance, not wanting to disturb them.

Dalton witnessed the entire confrontation between Dante and Anne.

The wealthy young men around them were all mocking Dante. A top-tier socialite being humiliated in front of his wife and still swallowing his pride.

But Dalton couldn’t bring himself to laugh.

For a moment, Dalton felt like he could empathize with Dante.

Dalton saw Meryl leave the booth and head to the bathroom. For some reason, Dalton felt compelled to follow her.

He even went as far as to stage a fake encounter with her.

He figured he must be just as crazy as Dante.

When Meryl completely ignored him and walked away, Dalton instinctively called out to her.

“Meryl,” Dalton said.

Meryl stopped. She turned around and walked back to Dalton.

She reached out and gave him a heavy pat on the head. “You have no respect for your elders. I’m your Auntie,” she said.

Plenty of people passed by, so Meryl’s actions were practically a public slap in Dalton’s face.

Dalton’s face turned dark instantly. He was feeling humiliated.