My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 295

"Must have come to apologize and admit his mistake ......," added Jocelyn.

"Well, are you going to forgive her?" Noah exhaled the smoke from his own mouth before pulling her hand over and giving her a gentle kiss.

"Not interested in forgiving, she doesn't deserve it." Jocelyn had an indifferent look on his face.

She knew all too well what Steward's family was like and what Phoebe was like.

Forgive this time and she will have another.

This time, Phoebe is clearly aiming to destroy her, if she is soft-hearted enough to forgive, then she is not in her right mind.

Phoebe has been a tough nut.

"Good." He gently pulled her into his arms, holding his cigarette in one hand and wrapping his arm around her.

"Forget it, let's go take a shower after you finish this cigarette, I feel so much better." Jocelyn added.

"Okay."

After he finished his cigarette, he carried her to the bath.

In the whole time he didn't let her do anything, it was always him who was doing the work.

After the bath, he carried her back to her room.

Two people cuddled up together.

Here, it was quiet, but the Steward family was a different world.

Because of the woes at the banquet, Archie had kicked Phoebe out of the master bedroom and offered to sleep respectively with her because the sight of her made him sick.

Bruised and battered, Phoebe lay alone in the bed in the second bedroom, her body aching and her heart hurting even more.

Thinking about it, she felt that the hacker must have provided the wrong information.

She'll never let him go!

She picked up the phone and called the hacker but couldn't get through to him at all!

She had been calling since she got back from the hospital, but she hadn't been able to get through.

She was convinced that the man was a fraud and that this person Gloria had found was unreliable.

Inside the next room, Gloria was equally alone, and although she had been sleeping alone for a long time, she still wasn't used to it.

Late at night, she always longed for the warm embrace of Joseph.

With her eyes open, her eyes couldn't help but see Jocelyn's imposing appearance at the banquet again, and the jealousy in her heart, along with the loneliness in her body, made it impossible for her to sleep.

After tossing and turning for a long time, she sat up and tried again, finding the hacker's number from the call log and calling it.

She failed to get it through.

She began to suspect that this man was deliberately lying to cheat her out of her money, and that Henry was deliberately arranged by him to cheat her out of her money, otherwise, how could he have provided such false information?

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The next morning, when Jocelyn opened her eyes, she was still in his arms.

The happiest thing is to wake up and see his face.

Even when he is asleep with his eyes closed, he is still handsome.

Jocelyn couldn't resist reaching out and touching the bridge of his nose.

The man opened his eyes, rolled over and pinned her down, cupped her face and asked, "What? Want to do it again?"

Jocelyn placed her hands against his chest resistently, "What's this nonsense? You are handsome, can't I just touch you?"

"Okay, you can touch anywhere you want, everything I have is yours, or, if you want to touch more private places, that's fine."

His words immediately caused Jocelyn to blush and her heart began to beat faster.

"Shame on you!" Jocelyn cursed lowly.

He laughed softly, "What's for breakfast?"

Jocelyn thought seriously for a moment, "I want fried eggs, and a ham sandwich, and yes, fruit salad."

"Well, I'll go and make it for you."

"Yes, thank you, honey."

"Just say thank you?" Noah had a smile in his eyes.

Jocelyn instantly kissed him gently on the face, "Is that okay?"

"No."

With that, he took her in his arms and started kissing her.

After a long time, he released her and carried her first to shower and wash up.

Afterwards, he went downstairs in high spirits to make breakfast.

And she sat stiffly, almost falling apart, at her dressing table putting on her make-up.

Looking in the make-up mirror, with those splotches of red marks on her body, she was helpless!

It's a big job to cover them up.

After a long, helpless sigh, she poured some toner and slapped it on her face.

Just then, her mobile phone vibrated on the bedside.

She immediately got up and continued patting her face as she walked to the bed and picked up her phone.

Seeing that it was her father's phone, the corners of her mouth curled into a gentle smile as she pressed answer and returned to sit in front of the dresser, "Dad ......"

"Well, Jocelyn, why don't you and Noah come to the house for lunch? I have a lot of things that I want to ask you." He came to the point and his tone was as gentle as ever.

"Then I'll have to ask if he's available and I'll call you back later." Jocelyn said.

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jocelyn then proceeded to look in the mirror, applying skin care products to her face, as well as foundation.

After tossing and turning for half an hour, she finished.

After that it was back to using concealer on those areas that would be exposed to the clothes.

It took several coats until those marks were perfectly concealed.

After going to the cloakroom and changing into a black and white professional suit, she walked straight into the downstairs dining room.

Noah had already made breakfast and was placing food at this moment.

She sat down naturally and looked at him, "My father said he wanted us to come home for lunch today and ask us about something, do you have time?"

"Yes, sure." He smiled and placed his knife and fork on the plate of fired eggs in front of her before sitting down.

"Then I'll tell Dad we'll go back at noon."

"Okay."

Jocelyn called Allen and told him that she and Noah would be back at noon, after which she picked up her knife and fork and began to enjoy

The doorbell rang, disturbing the silence and warmth of the dining room.

Jocelyn got up at once and prepared to go to the door.

Noah, however, also stood up and said, "I'll go get it."

He then walked directly to the doorbell monitor at the door.

Standing outside the door was Phoebe.

Visible whip marks could be seen on her face, on her neck, and were shocking to the eye.

Noah cut off the power to the doorbell directly, and then returned to the dining room.

Seeing him enter, Jocelyn asked curiously, "Who's it?"

Noah sat back down and smiled, "Guess."

"Phoebe?" Jocelyn asked.

"Yes, we won’t meet her."

"Okay."

"She's been beaten." Noah said.

"What?"

"Well, there are whip marks all over her face and neck." Noah added.

"I guess it was her husband who hit her. I didn't expect that he would be willing to do such a cruel thing to Phoebe." Jocelyn was stunned.