My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 340

Jocelyn nodded firmly.

She was confident and she knew she would do well.

"Jocelyn, you are really my pride." Allen did not mince words about his fondness for Jocelyn.

Jocelyn held Allen's hand affectionately and said, "Dad, you're my pride too, you've always been a role model for me."

Her words made Allen happy, "What a sweetmouth, well, let's go. Thank Noah for me, thank him for helping me buy the antiques I like so much."

At the mention of Noah, Allen's face became more and more benevolent.

"Okay." Jocelyn took Allen's hand, made her way to the car.

It was so warm inside the car that it immediately soothed the chill in her body. It had been a tiring day, and as she sat back in the car, she couldn't help but close her eyes, intending to squint for a while.

Seeing this, Allen did not say anything more and took off the suit he was wearing and covered Jocelyn's body.

...

It was already one o'clock in the morning when they both returned to the city.

Allen sent her directly to the courtyard of her villa.

From a distance, she could see that the light in the living room was on.

For a person came back later, there is nothing more welcoming than the warm yellow tinted light that awaits them.

Looking at that light, Jocelyn then felt warmth in her heart.

After saying goodbye to Allen, she quickly returned to her home.

This time she saw that the man was currently sitting on the sofa clutching his laptop.

He looked very serious and appeared to be at work.

A light grey silk loungewear suit, worn loosely and casually, gave him a bit more of a homely look.

From a distance, the blooming beauty still made her heart beat faster.

His cool and noble temperament makes him look like a flower on a high hill, as if it is a luxury for ordinary people to look at him, such a man is born to stand on the altar of God and live his life elegantly and cleanly.

Seeing Jocelyn come back, Noah immediately closed the notebook and put it next to him, got up and looked at her gently, collecting all the coldness, "You are back."

It was only a few hours since she had seen him, but she felt as if a long time had passed.

She really missed him.

The sight of him gave her the urge to rush straight into his arms.

He opened his arms slightly and spoke with a bit of compulsion, "Come here, give me a hug."

Jocelyn instantly quickened her pace and jogged all the way to his arms, where he caught her sensitively.

Like a child, her legs naturally hooked around the man's waist and her hands hooked around his neck, allowing him to hold her, "Honey, I miss you."

"I've been through so much tonight. It came so close, you wouldn't have seen me." Jocelyn said.

When she thought about it, she was really scared.

"What?" Noah frowned deeply, his expression tense.

Jocelyn immediately and truthfully explained everything, in its entirety, to him.

The more he listened, the colder his expression became.

By the end of the day, Noah's face was as gloomy as the sky during a winter blizzard.

A morose, murderous aura spread out.

"What? How could this happen?" Noah's tone turned cold.

Jocelyn nodded, "However, Lois has already dealt with it, next, Ada and that waitress will be handed over to the police."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It's over and I sought to come back and tell you."

"What are the men protecting you for, shit!" Noah cursed in a low voice.

Jocelyn immediately said, "It's nothing to do with them, it's that person who moved really fast. And she was wearing the clothes of a waitress, we all let our guard down."

"I'll get you a better bunch of bodyguards tomorrow." Noah added.

"No need for that." said Jocelyn.

"That's it. Jocelyn, you were freaking out, weren't you?"

"Yeah, it was really scary, I thought I was going to die. The second floor is quite high from below, if I fell in that position, I would have landed on the back of my head first, and by then, I would have died."

These words gave Noah the creeps all over.

He dared not imagine what the consequences would have been if Lois had not stepped in to save her and Jocelyn had fallen straight down like that.

He dreaded to think what it would be like if he were to lose Jocelyn completely because of what happened tonight.

His heart began to throb hard.

He instantly increased the strength of his embrace of her, "Ada! I'm going to let her die!"

At this moment, he really wanted to rub this woman right into his body and make her one with him.

"I'm hungry." Jocelyn uttered, changing the subject.

She did not want him to be immersed in such an atmosphere all the time.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" He inquired seriously.

"I want to eat the seafood noodles you cooked, why don't you go and cook me?" Jocelyn asked.

"Okay."

Noah then reluctantly released her and walked quickly into the kitchen.

Jocelyn, on the other hand, let out a long breath and lazily leaned her body back against the backrest of the sofa.

About twenty minutes later, the man walked up to her with a steaming bowl of seafood noodles.

The fresh flavour and the warmth of the gas are enough to soothe her heart.

Jocelyn felt a warmth surge through her heart at once.

He carefully placed the noodles in front of her, and then handed her the chopsticks, and the spoon, all of them, "Eat."

"Thank you, hubby." Jocelyn smiled and bowed her head to eat her noodles.

"Aren't you going to eat?" She asked.

The characteristic freshness of the seafood spread through her mouth, grounding and satisfying.

In her eyes, no food can compare to the bowl of noodles in front of her at the moment.

"Well, you eat." He was in an extremely bad mood after hearing about her, so he didn't have the heart to eat the noodles.

He sat down, carefully stroking Jocelyn's hair, his heart aching.

A bowl of noodles was finished by her.

Drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup, she took Noah's hand, "Okay, let's go up to bed, don't think about the bad things."

Only then did Noah's expression soften.

He didn't say a word, he just picked up Jocelyn and carried her all the way upstairs.

Although his face was slowly getting better, Jocelyn knew that he was still feeling badly inside until now.

She instantly found a topic again, "Today Dad spent 100 million and auctioned a porcelain vase that he loves."

"Good, what else did you get?" He asked.

"Nope."

"You just got a vast?" He looked at Jocelyn with a look of displeasure.

"Mostly nothing looks good."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah."

Saying this, the two returned to the room.

Jocelyn took the initiative this time and kissed him on the lips to comfort his nervousness.