Classic Novel
Chapter 196
Chapter 196
Bowen is gone.
Jolene opened her eyes.
In fact, what she shouldn’t have asked was to humiliate
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But she still couldn’t help but ask.
Subconsciously, she still hoped that her guesses were wrong, that she was overthinking.
How can there be so many things like digging hearts and livers?
It’s not a palace drama.
But maybe she guessed right?
Jolene finally mustered the courage to ask the question she
had long wanted to ask.
But didn’t get an answer.
The–heart seems to be dead.
Whether they have ever lived or not.
She had read a romance novel before, and the author described the ‘s lovelorn as very vivid.
The ‘s heart seemed to be thrown into a pile of lime, gradually sucked away the water, and turned into a stone like a cement
block.
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Then, a hammer fell from the sky and smashed her heart into powder.
I have to say, the author is very talented.
But Jolene is hard to empathize with.
Heartbreak is heartbreak, how can there be such a level, what becomes first, what becomes later.
She was only disheartened.
The first day with Bowen, she didn’t think they’d have a future either.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to, it’s that she doesn’t dare to
think.
But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have expectations in her
heart.
Although she never asked herself whether she loved Bowen
or not.
But if she didn’t love him, she wouldn’t stay with him all the
time.
Really to make money?
What kind of money can’t be earned, but you have to sell your body?
Did she work hard to get out of the exam just to be a
compensated dating for rich people?
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Jolene is not high, but he doesn’t want to trample himself.
Selling herself to earn a house and a car to earn money with her youth, what’s the use of her wanting so much money?
Sometimes she even wondered if Frank wouldn’t have gotten sick if she and Bowen hadn’t had that kind of relationship.
After living for half a lifetime, she suddenly believed in fate.
She didn’t know who had said it. There was a saying that she had asked for too much, and God would use another way to make her spit out what she got.
She can vomit, but can she do it in a different way?
Jolene couldn’t sleep again. It was getting cold before she fell asleep.
Amara was startled when she saw her black face and blue lips, and chased after her to ask what was wrong and if she was
uncomfortable.
Jolene said she was fine, and when she went to the dining room for breakfast, she heard Amara calling Bowen in the
kitchen.
“Bowen, Miss Marsh doesn’t look good. Should we send her to the hospital?”
When she turned around and saw Jolene standing at the kitchen door, her face changed immediately, and she quickly hung up the phone: “Miss Marsh, what do you need?”
“Grab a bowl.” Jolene said, “I want milk.”
“Oh, okay, okay, you go sit down, I’ll get it.”
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Jolene glanced at her, went back to the dining room and sat down at the table.
Amara took the bowl to her with a cautious expression.
Jolene smiled at her: “Thank you Amara for your concern, I’m fine, it’s just insomnia.”
“Oh.” Amara smiled awkwardly.
When Jolene eats breakfast, she always feels like Amara is looking at her.
Not only was Amara spying on her, she was walking in the garden when she thought the gardener was spying on her
too.
Take Alex’s car to the hospital to see Frank, and every time she looks up ahead, she can meet Alex’s eyes in the rearview
mirror.
It seems that everyone is monitoring her.
Keep Bowen informed of her every move.
She is not Bowen’s canary, she is a lamb to be slaughtered.
If they’re okay, it’s Jolene’s own mental problem.
She leaned back in her chair and looked out the window, telling herself in her heart.
Well, it’s over.
If this continued, she would consume herself to death.