Chapter 429 In a Better Mood?
Chapter 429 In a Better Mood?
The black-clothed men nodded respectfully and spoke in unison, "Yes!"
Lois glanced at them coldly and closed the door decisively, his long arm reached out and pulled
Jocelyn to the door panel in a domineering manner, propping up the door panel with one hand, cupping
her chin with the other hand, "Tell me, what is wrong with you? Did Noah bully you? Did he make you
unhappy?"
If she hadn't had a problem with Noah, she wouldn't have been alone, in this hotel.
Her slightly red eyes made his heart hurt.
At this moment, it was as if he saw his Iris crying to himself.
"It's nothing, let go of me." she said faintly as she lowered her eyes.
After the words were said, she gently pushed him away, walked to the sofa and sat down.
She and Lois had been in danger together, they were not very close after all, and there was no need for
her to talk to him about the matter at hand.
"If there's nothing else, you can go about your business, don't worry about me, thank you, Mr. Carter,
for your concern." Jocelyn said again.
Lois walked to her side and sat down without hesitation, forcibly turning her body and placing his hands
on her shoulders, "Tell me, what is going on? How did he bully you? Is there a third party? Give me that
woman's picture and I'll go kill her right now!"
"No."
"Then what the hell is it?"
"............"
"It's fine if you don't tell me, then I'll go find Noah now and ask for an explanation."
"Mr. Carter, I just want to be quiet now, I don't want to talk about those things anymore. Can you stop
asking?" She really didn't want to talk about it, she just wanted to be quiet.
Lois gave her a deep look, hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, "Okay, then let's talk about it
when you want to."
Jocelyn let out a long breath as if she had been released, and then closed her eyes, "I know, you are
very busy. Go busy, I just want to be alone."
"Do you think that I can leave you alone if you are in this state now? If I leave you, I will be so
heartless." Lois said again.
"But I don't need company." She wanted to be quiet and sort out everything between herself and Noah.
"Then I won't make a sound, I'll be here to watch you." She was so upset that he was afraid she would
do something stupid.
Although, she didn't say exactly what it was because of, he could feel that something earth-shattering
must have happened.
Otherwise, Jocelyn would never have been like this.
He thought that it must be Noah, who had done something to hurt Jocelyn.
The moment he thought of this, his face instantly turned gloomy.
Noah!
He gritted his teeth and shouted his name in his heart, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
"There's really no need to." Jocelyn added.
However, Lois did not speak again, he did not say he was leaving, nor did he say he was not going.
Just silently lit a cigarette, while smoking, with silence, to prove his determination.
The smoke was so thick that the smile in his eyes gradually faded.
His eyes became unfathomable.
Jocelyn was in a chaos mood, so she decided to ignore her, but walked to the balcony, and drenched
herself in the cold wind.
Lois did not go to her, but sat in his original position, looking at her back.
He was waiting.
He waited for Jocelyn to be in a better mood after a while and take the initiative to talk to him about
what had happened.
Jocelyn sat alone on the balcony, until the whole city was dark.
Her mood seemed to have fallen to the bottom.
She seemed like a bubble, as if it would shatter if it was poked.
She wanted to cry, but perhaps she was so sad that she could not cry anymore, or perhaps her tears
were limited.
So many emotions were suppressed in the deepest part of her heart, and she wanted to give vent to
them, but there was nowhere to do so.
She felt more and more out of breath.
Suddenly, it poured down all over the world.
The world, all of a sudden, was plunged into chaos.
And her mood was also like the world in front of her, chaotic and unknown.
In her ears, the recordings of Noah and Regan kept echoing.
Every time it echoed, her world view collapsed.
Before today, she had always thought that she was the happiest woman in the world, with the best Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
pampering in the world.
But when she heard the recording, she realized all the pampering and happiness was actually built on
the fluid that flowed in her veins.
They were just acting for her blood.
Noah disliked her.
If her blood type was not the world's rare Rhnull golden blood type, then she could not have gotten all
this.
She loved him so much.
Yet, he resented her.
Her eyes began to see all kinds of things that had happened between her and Noah.
Those images that were once warm and vivid now recalled, in addition to feeling ironic and
heartbreaking, she no longer had any extra emotions.
The more she reaches into the memories, the more her heart hurts.
It was not terrible to feel heartache, but the most terrible thing was to feel heartache but not be able to
shed any tears, to hold all her emotions in her heart.
She felt that she was like a boiler that was about to explode because she was under too much
pressure.
Inadvertently turning her head back, she saw that Lois was still there.
At this moment, he was silently smoking a cigarette and looking at her.
The large living room was filled with smoke.
His pair of eyes were full of inquiry and sadness.
She subconsciously glanced down at the time on her wristwatch, it was already seven o'clock in the
evening.
It had been less than six when Lois had entered.
He had stayed right here with her, for over an hour, without saying a word.
For a moment, her heart welled up with endless emotions.
Taking a deep breath, she returned to Lois and sat down.
Her eyes were dry because she had cried before, and they were still slightly red.
"Are you in a better mood?" Lois asked.
"Can you give me a cigarette?" Jocelyn asked, looking at the cigarette between his fingers.
It was said that nicotine could anesthetize the nerves, and at this moment, she also wanted to
anesthetize herself.
Lois readily picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette from it and put it to her lips,
and then picked up the lighter on the table with white diamonds and carefully lit the fire for her.
She took a deep breath as she had seen smokers do, as the flame reached the tip of the cigarette, and
in a moment the cigarette was lit.
The smoke was thick and poured into her lungs.
The strong irritation caused her to cough incessantly, her neck was bruised, and her face flushed.