My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 117

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sara fell down immediately, kneeling on the floor, covering her chest and gasping for breath. She looked so painful.

Allen heard the sound and turned around immediately.

Seeing it, he immediately strode back to her, carefully helped her up, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Sara covered her chest and shook her head, "No... No, my wound hurts again. Maybe I was too emotional just now."

Allen softened, "Then I'll help you go back to rest first."

Sara shook her head, crying, "I don't want to go back to rest. I think I should die. What's the point of my life when I live like this?"

"Honey, I really understand a lot of things now. From my standpoint, on the one hand, I really hate her. Why is she so stubborn? She promised me that she won't target Joyce. Why has she gone so far? I think she should be punished by the law."

"But on the other hand, I feel uncomfortable and reluctant to bear it. After all, she is my daughter... I can't let it go."

"I'm really uncomfortable. I might as well die. I think I should have died when I blocked the knife for you that day. I won’t have to suffer this if I die."

Sara choked up.

Hearing it, Allen felt moved. His tone became soft, "But this matter, she has gone too far. I have to teach her a lesson, otherwise she will make more mistakes in the future."

"Then find a way to get her sentence reduced. I also don't want to let her come out now. Let her stay in the jail for a while. Do you think it is okay?" Sara said again.

Since Allen was unwilling, it was better to take a step back. Sara firmly believed that her tearful statement would definitely move Allen.

After all, he had always felt guilty because of her blocking the knife for him.

"I'll think about it." Allen frowned helplessly.

"Really?" Sara immediately hugged Allen and asked excitedly.

After saying that, she leaned against Allen weakly, panting, "Honey, I really have no strength. Can you help me back to my room?"

Allen nodded, and carefully helped Sara out.

However, Sara almost fell down immediately. She held her forehead with one hand, "Oh, no, I can't walk. I felt so dizzy. Probably because the wound hasn't healed well and I've been overactive today."

Allen picked her up. His face became gentler, "I'll carry you there."

Sara gave a coquettish and weak smile, clinging to him, "Thank you. You haven't held me like this for a long time. I’m so happy."

Allen smiled, then left the study with Sara in his arms.

Sara also laughed. The smile on her face was proud.

As soon as Jocelyn and Noah went upstairs, they ran into the loving scene of them.

Seeing Sara's proud face, Jocelyn sneered.

But she didn't show it on her face, she directly held the man beside her, walked to them, and politely greeted, "Dad, Sara."

Originally, she wanted to come back because she was worried about her father.

Looking at his current situation, she knew that she had nothing to worry about.

Now, she should be worried about the police station.

Maybe Sara had already persuaded Dad to help Gloria.

After suffering so many losses, Sara became smarter.

Jocelyn knew everything, but she still remained calm.

Because she wouldn't let Sara get her wish.

"Well... Joyce, Noah, Sara isn't feeling well. I have to take care of her. If you guys have nothing to do, just go play by yourselves and leave us alone." Allen said.

"Okay, Dad, take care." Jocelyn said.

After saying that, she turned around and left with the man beside her.

When she was back in the car, her cell phone vibrated. It was Paige. Jocelyn put on her earphones, answered the phone, and started the car.

While turning around, she said, "Paige, what's wrong?"

"Ms. Murphy, Joseph has already filed for divorce from Gloria, and his attitude is very firm." Paige said on the phone.

Jocelyn smiled, "Divorce?"

"Yes... I just went to the police station to do some work. I happened to heard the police here said it." Paige said again.

Although it was expected, Jocelyn still felt in a good mood when she heard it.

"I see." Jocelyn said.

Then, she hung up the phone and stepped on the accelerator. The red Maserati sped out.

Noah had been smoking silently by the side. Even if he didn't speak, he still had a sense of existence that was hard to ignore.

Back home, Jocelyn tiredly took off her high heels and sat directly on the couch.

God knew how tired she had been since banquet began.

Just as Noah was about to sit over, the phone rang and it was Allie’s call.

He glanced at Jocelyn, then turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, "What's wrong?"

"Come back. I'm looking for you in a hurry."

"Okay."

He hung up the phone and turned to look at Jocelyn, "I still have something to do. I have to go out for a while."

"Okay..." Jocelyn nodded, raised her head, and met his indifferent and cold eyes.

The light hit from behind him. He stood in the backlight like this, dazzling.

He didn't speak, but just turned and left.

After Noah left, Jocelyn called Edith directly and begged her to intervene in Gloria's affairs. No matter who asked her, she couldn’t get Gloria’s sentence reduced.

Edith agreed immediately.

Jocelyn talked with her for a while, and then hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Edith sent a message, "Joyce, there will be a fashion show in Flento City in three days. Will you accompany me to watch it? My friends don't have time, so does my husband. I don't want to go alone... …”

"Okay." Jocelyn smiled.

"That's great. Don't worry, I'll definitely talk to my husband about Gloria, and let him punish her severely. No matter who asks for mercy, it’s useless." Edith said.

There were many powerful forces behind her husband. If he interfered, not to mention the Murphy family, even the Stewart family had no ways.

"Okay." Jocelyn smiled, "Thank you."

"You saved me! No need to say thank you to me!" Edith responded with a smile.