My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 89 We're Fake in Relationship

"You hang out with a friend?" Noah asked.

"Yes." Jocelyn nodded

"Is it the one you fought with last time?"

"Yes."

"Don't stay up too late, and call me if you need anything." He admonished, no emotion visible under his

eyes.

Jocelyn nodded, thinking to herself that this fake husband care too much.

Why did she always have a feeling he was her real husband?

"Well, Noah, we're fake in relationship, you know, right?" Jocelyn had searching under her eyes.

"Yes." He responded very plainly.

"That's good." Jocelyn said.

Without another word, he walked outside, his back slender and straight, more dazzling than the

models.

Suddenly remembering something very important, Jocelyn immediately ran all the way out after him.

Outside the door the north wind was biting.

The sharp temperature difference made her shiver uncomfortably as she walked out of the warmth.

At that moment a black Honda pulled up in front of the main entrance of the bar and he got into the car

under her gaze.

Inside the car could be vaguely seen the three people she had seen earlier sitting there.

The one driving the car was Robert.

"Wait a minute ......" Jocelyn quickly stepped forward and tapped on the car window.

He rolled down the window, looked at her and asked, "What?"

The other three people in the car immediately exchanged meaningful glances with each other.

"I have something else to tell you, so get out of the car." Jocelyn said.

Noah instantly got out of the car.

Soft streetlights spilled down from above their heads, drawing their figures into a slender silhouette.

Abel, who was sitting on the passenger side, peeked halfway down the window and pressed his ear to

the glass to listen to what was being said outside.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Since your elbow is much better, when soaking your elbow, the amount of medicine can be slightly

reduced, just put two-thirds of the original amount of each. Stop the painkillers, if you can tolerate, try

not to take painkillers, it's bad for your body." Jocelyn seriously admonished.

Her tone was soft, as if she could melt the ice and turn the snow.

He nodded, "Okay, anything else?"

"Well, I still have a question." Jocelyn said.

"Go ahead."

"You told our deal to them? Why would Robert call me your wife?" Jocelyn's expression turned serious.

"Sort of." Noah said.

Jocelyn's mood gradually became unpleasant, and she frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"One time when you sent me a message, Robert saw it." He gave a serious and truthful account.

"Why didn't you cover your phone?" Jocelyn asked.

Noah helplessly held his forehead, "Well, my fault."

"What now? Are their mouths secure?" Jocelyn looked worried.

"Don't worry, no one dares to talk nonsense." Noah said.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Jocelyn let out a long, helpless sigh, "Alright then, I'll trust you."

"Are you Angry?" There were a few searching under his eyes.

"No." Jocelyn shook her head.

"Then why the sigh?" He inquired seriously.

"Just a little worried about words will get out." The words left her mouth, and once again, Jocelyn let out

a long sigh.

Since it wasn't him who had taken the initiative to say it, but Robert who had accidentally seen it when

they were chatting on WeChat, she couldn't blame Noah.

She could only admit her own bad luck.

"I'm sorry, my fault." Noah had a sincere face.

"It's fine, just be careful next time." Jocelyn said good-naturedly.

"Don't worry, no one dares to talk nonsense." Noah continued to assure Jocelyn.

"Okay." She chose to believe it.

The two people were only concerned with talking to each other, completely unaware of the expressions

of the three people inside the Honda.

Robert, Abel and Harry were stunned.

Abel swallowed hard and looked at Robert and Harry, and said in a low voice, "That man outside, is he

really Noah we know?"

Harry responded, "Or what?"

Abel rubbed his right ear hard, "Guys, did I just have an ear problem? How could Noah say sorry to

someone? And is there something wrong with my eyes too? How can Noah be so meek in front of his

wife?"

"Why has he changed so much recently? Does he get possessed by a ghost?" Robert said.

Abel nodded his head desperately, "I think so toot?"

Robert nodded in a serious manner, "I think what you say makes sense." Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Harry looked at the two of them and helplessly pinched his brow, "Are you two writing horror novels?"

"Horror novels don't even dare to be written like this, okay?" Abel said.

"I don't understand." Robert said.

The snow this winter was much heavier than in previous years.

As Noah and Jocelyn spoke, the cloudy sky was drifting with snow again.

Under the reflection of the warm light, it was as if all those snowflakes had become warm.

Jocelyn rubbed her hands together in the cold and looked at him, "You get in the car first, I'm going in

too, it's too cold."

Noah nodded, "See you tomorrow then."

Jocelyn waved her hand at him, "See you tomorrow."

With those words, she went into the bar with quick steps against the wind and snow.

After entering, she shook the snow off her body and walked all the way towards the bar.

Noah stood in place until her figure disappeared from his sight before he turned around and prepared

to get into his car.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Robert's head resting on the glass halfway down, and at the moment

Robert was waving at him.

He ignored it and got into the car.

Abel then got out of the car directly, opened the door next to Noah and squeezed into the back seat of

the car.

Immediately afterwards, he closed the car door and seriously surveyed Noah's face, "Noah, you've

changed."

"Oh." Noah had a cold face.

"I don't admire anyone, I admire Jocelyn for actually being able to make Yama put on the wings of an

angel." Abel added.

Noah frowned, "...... Who is Yama?"

"Don't you know? Those women who love you but can't get you are all calling you Yama behind your

back?" Robert lazily glanced back at Noah.

"......" Noah directly blocked them out, opened WeChat and browsed Jocelyn's moments.

"Noah, you're treating me differently. You usually never browse my moments, and you don't treat me

that gently." Abel complained.

"You don't deserve it." Noah responded coolly.

"Shit!" Abel secretly gave him a blank stare.

"You know the answer, why do you need to make a fool of yourself?" Harry teased.