Revenge Of The Sexy Wife

Looking at such Jocelyn, the eyes of Noah and Ghost Face all reddened at the side.

Noah knelt down on one knee and carefully wiped Jocelyn’s tears while saying, “Jocelyn, don’t be like this, Dad hates to see you cry, have you forgotten?”

A word that once again stirred up memories of Jocelyn’s past.

She was about seven years old when her father took her to experience life in the countryside.

On the third day of her visit, she became ill and had a high fever.

But in the village, it was not easy to get around, and her father did not drive.

She cried all the time because of the pain of her illness.

Her father was so distraught that he carried her three miles through the night to the town and found the hospital.

She was impressed that it was snowing heavily that night, with a gusty north wind.

Her father went out in a hurry.

He had only dressed her in thick clothes, but he himself had forgotten.

He was wearing just a plain winter loungewear suit.

The cruel north wind, wrapped in crisp snowflakes, kept lapping at their two fathers and daughter, and her father, who was freezing cold but still insisted, carried her to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was fine, but her father was freezing in the face.

To this day, she cannot imagine just how much her father suffered at that time.

From a young age, her father protected her well.

When she needed protection, her father was always there.

But she may not always be around when her father needs someone.

Thinking about this, she felt even more that she usually did not care enough for her father.

If she could, she would really like to turn back the clock and go back in time.

That way, she wouldn’t have to spend so much time on her work.

She would spend most of her time, for the most part, with her father.

If she could turn back time, she would not have let her father go back that day in the ward, so soon.

At least see and talk to your father more often.

At the time, she really wasn’t in the mood because of the babies and neglected her father.

The more she thought about it, the more Jocelyn’s heart ached.

After seeing the body, her pain came to a super doubling.

No matter how much Noah tried to placate her, it was useless.

“Don’t cry, I beg you, you make me feel like my heart has been stabbed with a knife many, many times.”

Noah said again.

His heart was broken.

Every tear that flowed down from Jocelyn seemed like a sharp knife that sharpened iron to him.

What should he really do?

Really overwhelmed.

Instead, Jocelyn was unable to listen to anything that was said.

Now her heart aches and hurts.

Ghost Face frowned deeply, patted Noah lightly, said, “Let her cry, after crying, in order to get well, emotions suppressed without venting out will only be sick.”

But how could he bear to watch Jocelyn cry like this?

Still he kept reassuring, but, whatever words he spoke, they paled in this moment.

Jocelyn kept crying for a full half hour before she stopped.

A beautiful pair of eyes that ended up swollen into walnuts.

The body has become even more weak.

She is weak and can only lean helplessly against the backrest of the wheelchair.

The tears seem to have dried up.

She really hoped, so much, for a miracle that her father will suddenly come back from the dead.

Just like in novels, the plots of those born-again texts.

But, she knew that all of that was a lie.

She no longer has a father.

She is now an orphan.

Seeing that Jocelyn had stopped, Noah then cupped Jocelyn’s face with both hands again and said, “Let’s go back, okay?”

“Stop being sad. What exactly do I have to do for you to be happier?” Noah asked.

If, right now, there was any way to cheer up Jocelyn, he’d do it.

Even if he is told to go to the knife or the frying pan.

Instead, Jocelyn just closed her eyes feebly and didn’t say a word.

Just at this time Ghost Face who had been silent opened his mouth, “You’ve been sitting for so long, your wound will not be able to bear it, go back.”

Jocelyn opened her eyes and looked desperately at Ghost Face, “Let me sit for ten more minutes, okay? Let me see my father again.”

This time, after leaving, she would literally never see her father’s face again.

Father will be cremated.

Turned into a shovelful of ashes.

From now on, there is no such face in the world that can make her feel at ease just by looking at it.

Ghost Face nodded helplessly and left Jocelyn to her fate.

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Soon after, Jocelyn was back in the ward.

And at that moment, Allie, in the ward, was at the cot, tending to her two children and drinking milk.

Seeing Jocelyn return, still crying into tears, Allie’s heart, once again, throbbed viciously.

As she continued to feed the children their milk, she said, “Noah, hurry up and get Jocelyn into bed.”

Noah then picked up Jocelyn in a horizontal hug.

Carefully placed her on the bed.

As soon as she lay down on the bed, Jocelyn closed her eyes, not saying a word, blocking out everything from the outside world.

Everyone knows how Jocelyn feels.

So, no one spoke anymore.

It was just left to Jocelyn to digest on her own.

Time will heal all scars, they thought.

In a few days, Jocelyn should be fine.

“Noah, go get a basin of water and wash Jocelyn’s face.” said Allie.

Noah nodded at once.

Allie then looked at Ghost Face and said, “Take a look at Jocelyn’s wound.”

Ghost Face didn’t say anything, just examined the wound.

Wound was red and swollen.

But it is not cracked.

Seeing this, Ghost Face was reassured.

Just at this time, Noah’s mobile phone, vibrated.

Noah immediately took out his phone and looked at it.

Seeing that it was Tom’s phone, Noah then pressed answer, “What’s wrong?”

Tom, “Connie is dead.”

Hearing these words, Noah was instantly furious, “Dead?”

There is still a big secret waiting for him to dig out at Connie’s place.

How did she die?

And when Jocelyn heard the voice, she also immediately put her eyes on Noah’s face.

Connie is dead?

How could she die so easily?

Seeing that Jocelyn was paying attention, Noah immediately tapped on the speakerphone.

“Yes. she admitted that she poisoned it, and she said that she didn’t want to, she loved Mr. Murphy, but she was forced to.”

“After those words, she died.” Tom added over there.

These words made Jocelyn smile coldly.

Love?

Is this how she loves someone?

Love her and kill him?

“How did she die?” Noah asked.