Chapter 467

I had just reached home when Ferlyn approached me, a smile on her face. She asked in a nosily, "Joshua, why didn't you invite Juliette to come up for a chat since she's already sent you home?" "It's not appropriate for her to come to our house this late at night," I replied I took off my coat with a tired expression. I turned to walk toward the washing machine that faced the balcony. After I threw my coat into the washing machine, I heard Ferlyn grumble. "How is it not appropriate? You two look like a match made in heaven." "Mom!" I shouted. Slightly swaying from the alcohol, I reached up to massage my temples in frustration. "I don't like Juliette. It's impossible for us to be together. Stop trying to get us together." "How is it impossible? You're about to get divorced. So what if you start dating her? Is it illegal?" Ferlyn retorted stubbornly, an unhappy expression on her face. I walked to the side of the couch and poured myself a glass of water. I gulped down the whole