Chapter 1224

"How kind of your missus," Stan said. "I know, right?" James puffed his chest proudly. "Can't you be more modest?" "Sorry, can't do it." James shrugged. "Even Tommy respects me like a real uncle these days, unlike you and Zachary. I'm just different." Stan was speechless—did he come just to brag? Snatching the glass of water, he snapped, "Zachary and I will work together and cook you alive, believe it." James laughed. "Sure, but he's busy today." It was the man's wedding night after all—who would spend time with them instead? Stan sighed. He was just fine, but James had clearly come to mess with him instead of offering company. "Just go back to your room and your missus," he snapped. "I don't need your company, or my lifespan would shorten further if you stay." "How so?" James asked on purpose. "Shut up." Stan rolled his eyes, and unbuckled his belt. "I'm taking my bath, or are you going to watch?" James shrugged, nonchalant. "Take them all off. We're all men here, and ev