Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 61: Who I Sleep With Is None of Your Business!

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Who I Sleep With Is None of Your Business!

The appearance of Lachlan Wyatt took Jordan Jacobs by surprise. He originally thought that Iris Crawford was meeting him in the middle of the night, absolutely certain that no outsiders would interfere.

But unexpectedly, Lachlan Wyatt still showed up!

How is it that this man just can’t be shaken off?

Jordan Jacobs showed no good will toward Lachlan Wyatt. He thought that even if he has to confront him, he’s still the eldest son of the Jacobs Family, so what if Lachlan Wyatt is influential? He can handle it!

So Jordan Jacobs dragged Iris Crawford behind him as if facing a great enemy, and said, "Young Master Wyatt, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"

"If you can call Iris Crawford in the middle of the night, why can’t I?"

Lachlan Wyatt chuckled. Watching Jordan Jacobs pulling Iris Crawford behind him was unsettling for some reason. For two years, he seemed to have already regarded Iris Crawford as his own, but now he’s suddenly aware that other men have the same covetous feelings for her.

It made him uncomfortable.

Frowning, Lachlan Wyatt said to Iris Crawford, "Come over."

Iris Crawford didn’t speak; she just stared directly at Lachlan Wyatt.

Usually, when he’d say "come over," Iris Crawford would definitely smile charmingly and approach. But now...

Iris Crawford had changed.

She coldly crossed her arms in front of her chest and said in the tone of an observer, "You two seem to be facing each other like enemies. Should I step aside and let you have a fight?"

Lachlan Wyatt raised an eyebrow, and Jordan Jacobs also looked incredulously at Iris Crawford. How could she say such indifferent words?

"Iris Crawford, you shouldn’t hang around with Lachlan Wyatt anymore." With this thought, Jordan Jacobs became increasingly resentful, pointing at Lachlan Wyatt, saying, "From the first time I saw him, I knew he wasn’t a good person! Iris Crawford, come back with me to the Jacobs Family."

Iris Crawford slapped away Jordan Jacobs’ hand, "I don’t know if he’s a good person, but you’re definitely a scumbag, Jordan Jacobs."

Jordan Jacobs felt a stabbing pain in his chest, "Do you hate me that much now?"

He... wasn’t he coming out in the middle of the night trying to mend things and make Iris Crawford less angry?

Iris Crawford’s eyes were red with laughter, "What do you think?"

"I admit it! I admit I cheated back then! But you can’t blame me at that time, Iris Crawford. I was forced into a marriage, and naturally, I would resent you." In order to cleanse his image, Jordan Jacobs would say anything, "It’s different now, I’ve realized... come back with me, don’t stay beside Lachlan Wyatt anymore."

"Go back?" Before Iris Crawford could speak, Lachlan Wyatt spoke up.

He stepped forward and, facing Jordan Jacobs, proactively held Iris Crawford’s hand.

Who is Lachlan Wyatt, only ever bringing others to him with the curl of his finger, and now he’s actually personally holding Iris Crawford’s hand.

Iris Crawford felt something violently slam into her chest cavity as she looked up at Lachlan Wyatt’s face. The man was using a very unpleasant expression to gaze at Jordan Jacobs, saying, "Can’t even come with a better attitude to reconcile? Jordan Jacobs, the way you are, how could she ever forgive Yvonne Jennings? Don’t you understand yet? It all started because you cheated, because you chose to save the mistress!"

"How do you know so well..." Jordan Jacobs gasped, a terrifying thought forming in his mind, "I’ve always found it strange, could you have been the one behind the kidnapping all those years? Were you planning to steal Iris Crawford from me right from the start?"

"Your Iris Crawford?" These four words seemed to provoke something in Lachlan Wyatt, and he laughed angrily, "Open your eyes wide, can you match her with your current state?"

Jordan Jacobs nearly lost his breath looking at Lachlan Wyatt holding Iris Crawford’s left hand and reached for her right hand, "Iris Crawford, calm down, can you give me some time to handle these problems? I’ve become better now..."

Lachlan Wyatt interrupted him directly, "She’s not suited for your kind of ’better,’ she’s suited for my kind of ’best.’"

At this remark, even Iris Crawford was surprised. She looked wide-eyed at Lachlan Wyatt, wondering if he had been drinking, speaking so impulsively?

The one more impulsive than Lachlan Wyatt was Jordan Jacobs. He saw Lachlan Wyatt as his enemy and gritted his teeth, unwilling to say, "Young Master Wyatt’s status can attract any woman! Why are you specifically entangled with Iris Crawford from our family? Your reputation isn’t even good, don’t think about tricking Iris Crawford away!"

"You even went behind my back to investigate my reputation, huh?" Lachlan Wyatt laughed wantonly, as if Jordan Jacobs amused him, "I’m really sorry, I’ve done no good in my past, just a bunch of dark history."

Upon hearing this, Jordan Jacobs spoke to Iris Crawford, "Did you hear that, Iris Crawford? You have to see clearly the man before you. He’s not a good person. Even if we’ve divorced, I don’t want to see you bullied by another man. For your sake, you should come back. Even though we’re divorced, I can still protect you..."

"Who can you protect?" Lachlan Wyatt mocked coldly, "Yvonne Jennings is still in the hospital, and you’re here pleasing Iris Crawford? Could it be that you can’t bear to let go of either, and want them both?"

"Lachlan Wyatt, please show some restraint!"

Jordan Jacobs finally addressed him directly, having endured and given way so much, he couldn’t retreat any further!

Hence, he intoned seriously, "Iris Crawford and I have a divorce agreement, but the legal divorce procedures are not yet completed! At present, I can still call her my wife, Lachlan Wyatt, you’re touching someone else’s wife now!"

What shocked Iris Crawford was what Lachlan Wyatt said next.

Lachlan Wyatt said indifferently.

"I’ve got my eye on your wife, so what?"

This sentence pierced her heart like a knife.

Iris Crawford turned pale, "Lachlan Wyatt, what are you talking about!"

Lachlan Wyatt became somewhat anxious, he clicked his tongue and placed his finger on Iris Crawford’s lips, but the very action provoked Jordan Jacobs. He lunged forward, grabbed Lachlan Wyatt’s collar, his fingers tightly clenched, knuckles turning blue, seemingly at the peak of anger, "Lachlan Wyatt, don’t overstep your bounds!"

Lachlan Wyatt tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing sharp canine teeth pressed together. He gripped Jordan Jacobs’ wrist, seemingly without strength, but his gaze was chillingly cold, "You’ve long lost the qualification to turn around and ask Iris Crawford to reconcile, just stick to living life with your green tea b*tch depression!"

When the final word "trash" landed, it was even somewhat through clenched teeth. Lachlan Wyatt couldn’t understand how this Jordan Jacobs, a man of such level, could have been so deeply loved by Iris Crawford, was she blind before? To fall for someone like him!

Lachlan Wyatt forcefully tossed Jordan Jacobs aside, who was furious. No man could endure such humiliation of having a woman taken away, so he went berserk wanting to wrestle with Lachlan Wyatt. At this moment, beside them, a resident singer who had been performing with guitar saw a real fight about to break out and immediately jumped off stage, placing the guitar horizontally between them. Her smoky voice had a comforting effect, saying, "Did all of you drink too much! Causing trouble in our little bar, do you think no one will manage?"

She was the head today, and if things got out of hand and items got broken, the cost would be deducted from her salary!

The woman grabbed a handful of hair and said, "Get out! You’re not allowed in our store anymore!"

Quite feisty! Iris Crawford raised an eyebrow and said to the woman, "Sorry..."

"Sorry my ass!" The female singer blocked Jordan Jacobs with her guitar, "You two sit down and can discuss things, but when this man comes along, everything changes. Two-timing is not okay!"

Iris Crawford was taken aback, then heard the singer continue, "Mainly, neither of these guys is any good. Your taste is terrible! Isn’t it embarrassing!"

"..." Iris Crawford didn’t know what to say for a moment, but Jordan Jacobs was furious, his eyes red with anger, "What do you mean by that? He’s stealing my wife!"

"From the sound of it, weren’t you the one who cheated first?" The female singer wasn’t afraid at all, waving her guitar a couple of times, "Those who cheat will be cheated on in return! Serves you right! You cheated first, so why can’t she find a young stud outside to have fun with!"

Jordan Jacobs’ face turned from blue to white, wanting to say something else, but the singer quickly called in security. The security guard looked tall and burly, much stronger than Lachlan Wyatt and Jordan Jacobs, even Iris Crawford was stunned. A giant hidden in such a small bar, standing in the hall and shouting, "Who’s gonna fight?"

Even the customers drinking nearby didn’t dare to speak.

The singer went over and hit his back with the guitar, "You scare the customers away, it’s my wages you’re deducting!"

The strong giant scratched his head and said, "Sorry, Colbert..."

The female singer called Colbert turned to Iris Crawford and said, "Take your new love and old flame and go outside! Don’t come back here again!"

Iris Crawford laughed twice, "I’ll come back again!"

Colbert glared angrily, Iris Crawford blinked, "Without men!"

After saying that, she pulled Lachlan Wyatt and left. Originally, the plan was to get some money from Jordan Jacobs, since he came seeking reconciliation. Didn’t expect Lachlan Wyatt to mess things up, with his disruption, who knows how much money got away.

Iris Crawford sighed internally, Lachlan Wyatt always spoils things for her at such times.

But for some reason, Lachlan Wyatt was acting strangely today.

Watching his bedmate pull Lachlan Wyatt away, Jordan Jacobs was left alone in the store.

He had done a lot of psychological preparation before going out today. Maybe Iris Crawford has just been unable to swallow this grievance for the past two years. At worst, he could just lower his pride and sincerely ask...

But as soon as he encountered Iris Crawford, he couldn’t speak properly. They fought just as fiercely as before, causing Iris Crawford’s patience with him to grow thinner...

Jordan Jacobs even asked himself if he really hated Iris Crawford back then. Aside from her being overweight, he couldn’t find points to criticize Iris Crawford; she was kind and gentle, never bossed him around, and went along with whatever he said, easy to get along with, and gave him face.

No matter how he dallied outside, returning home he always saw her moist eyes full of love.

But Jordan Jacobs was unwilling, unwilling to be mocked for marrying a fat wife. He cheated, Yvonne Jennings was young, had a good figure, and her personality suited him, so under her pillow talk, he became increasingly impatient with Iris Crawford.

Yet at the moment the knife stabbed into Iris Crawford’s body, it felt like it pierced him a little too.

Knowing Iris Crawford didn’t die, Jordan Jacobs had complicated feelings, unwilling to admit that he was glad she wasn’t dead, but also feeling she was now hard to get rid of in her revenge. However, thinking carefully, if Iris Crawford held grudges, wouldn’t admitting fault settle everything?

Reaching this point, it’s already impossible to end...

Jordan Jacobs clenched his fists, feeling his body split in half, one part for Yvonne Jennings, who treated him well; and the other half occupied by this thorny Iris Crawford.

The female singer beside him looked at Jordan Jacobs’s frown and lightly scoffed, men truly are dull, only realizing others’ goodness once lost.

She tapped Jordan Jacobs’ back with her guitar and said, "It’s all fate, from the moment you made your choice, there’s no turning back. Accept the reality."

Even such a beautiful wife can cheat, men truly can’t be relied upon!

Jordan Jacobs’ gaze deepened, as if swallowing the last of his conscience.

Meanwhile outside, Iris Crawford pulled Lachlan Wyatt away, Lachlan Wyatt laughed disdainfully behind her, causing Iris Crawford to turn back at him, "Why are you making that sound?"

"Meeting Jordan Jacobs in the middle of the night." Lachlan Wyatt, both handsome and sharp, "I find it amusing, am I not allowed to laugh?"

"It’s none of your business who I meet late at night, is it?" Iris Crawford stopped by the car, opened the driver’s door, as if it had become a habit to send Lachlan Wyatt. She said, "Originally, I wanted to extort some money from Jordan Jacobs today, after all, the Jacobs Family got invested by The Crawford Family back then. But as soon as you came, my plan was ruined."

"Should I apologize to you then?" Lachlan Wyatt squinted his eyes, speaking to Iris Crawford, "Interrupted your private date with Jordan Jacobs? He wants to reconcile, says he’s improved..."

"Can you not be disgusting when you talk!"

Iris Crawford slammed the steering wheel hard, seemingly very angry, "Stop using Jordan Jacobs to stab me every day!"

She admitted she indeed loved the wrong person, but she fell for it on her own, and had nothing to do with Lachlan Wyatt. Why does he have to stand by watching others suffer and mock her?

In response, Lachlan Wyatt slammed the car seat harder, growling low, "Do you think I’d be happy watching you meeting Jordan Jacobs at night!"

Iris Crawford was stunned, watching Lachlan Wyatt’s delicate features gradually dyed with uncontrollable anger. He grabbed Iris Crawford’s neck, using so much force it seemed he could break it in the next second, shouting, "Can’t you tell—I’m furious! Very! FURIOUS!"

Iris Crawford was pressed into the driver’s seat, the red LaFerrari looked like a blood-stained beast, while she and Lachlan Wyatt were the knives inside, slicing open its internal organs one cut at a time.

Only when entangled did they realize both were weapons after all.

The tighter they clung, the more flesh and blood blurred.

Iris Crawford couldn’t breathe anymore, but she still had to laugh, "What are you furious about? Even if I sleep with Jordan Jacobs at night, it’s none of your business!"

Lachlan Wyatt’s pupils suddenly contracted!

"You’re trying to provoke me?"