My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284 Felipe Ezequiel 

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“Don’t cry.”

Donahue’s tone was a little gentler as he hid a sigh..

Janet looked up at him, her eyes that were soaked in tears slightly shining.

Donahue’s eyebrows moved slightly. “I’ll take you to see your mother, but…”

When Janet heard the word “but”, her heart jumped.

“After this, you have to write three pieces of self-review.”

Janet widened her eyes, and the tears that had not yet fallen were still swirling in her eyes.

Donahue saw her like this and somehow wanted to laugh.

He suppressed his laughter and deliberately raised his eyebrows, putting on a stern expression. “What, you don’t want

to?”

Janet pitifully pulled Donahue’s sleeve and said softly, “Donahue, I don’t know how to write it. Just let me go…”

Donahue remained unmoved and leisurely said, “Four pieces.”

Janet was shocked and blurted out, “But I have already begged for mercy…”

“Five pieces.”

Janet widened her eyes in anger.

“If you say one more word, I will add more.” Donahue glanced at her and said indifferently.

Janet was full of grief and indignation. She crossed her arms and stared at Donahue with resentment.

Donahue ignored her and looked down at Janet’s calf.

Janet was wearing a long dress, and her dress covered the wrapping paper tied to her legs.

“What is this on your leg?” Donahue frowned after he saw it.

Janet was so angry that she didn’t want to talk to him. Donahue raised his eyebrows and knocked twice on the screen

of the iPad.

The heavy muffled sound brought Janet a sense of oppression that made her reluctantly open her mouth. “Well, I met someone on the plane. He made it for me.”

“Is there something wrong with your leg?” Donahue asked with a frown.

Janet was afraid that once she admitted it, Donahue would send her to the hospital right away, so she quickly denied

Gel Bows

1. it. “No, no, it just hurts a little. Then, that man looked at it and said there was nothing wrong, then he casually bound

it up for me.”

“But speaking of which, that doctor is quite strange. After he helped me bind my leg, I told him my name. He seemed

to be smiling, and I didn’t know what he was laughing about.”

“Does he know you?” Donahue asked in a cold voice.

“I don’t know him. I haven’t seen him. He is an ethnic mix.” Janet waved his hand.

“An ethnic mix? What does he look like?”