My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111 Did you miss me?

She then naturally leaned against the wall, watching an eighteen year old young man dancing inside the practice room across the street while saying to Noah on the other side of the phone, "What's wrong, hubby, miss me?"

Through the mirror, she could see the young man's face, fresh and clean, soft but not weak, beautiful but not gaudy

It's the same type of Ryan.

She thought that perhaps one day, if the young man was properly nurtured, he could become the next Ryan.

He was stunning.

She had seen so many handsome men in the entertainment industry, and there had never been anyone that she felt could compete with Ryan in terms of face.

But the young man in front of her did.

She suddenly thought of what Paige had said earlier. Paige said that she had found an eighteen year old young man who could be the next Ryan and told her to check the information.

But she was so busy at the time that she didn't bother to read it.

Then later, the young man was simply ignored.

She thought it was probably the person in front of her.

There Noah is sitting in a black Bugatti Veyron, the car is parked in front of Grand Treasure Plaza, people are coming and going around.

The golden sunset reddens most of the sky.

A warm glow is reflected in the car.

But even so, it still doesn't melt away the man's cool and awe-inspiring presence.

People come and go all around.

It was clear that he was in the crowd, but he was separated from the others.

It seems to be born, as it were, on a pedestal.

With the window half down, he was smoking in the car with one hand and talking to Jocelyn on his mobile phone with the other, looking lazy.

"Well, miss you, bought you some bags. I'll pick you up from work and you can look at the bags by the way."

The man spoke lightly, his voice damn good.

Jocelyn was shocked to hear that, "How many bags have you bought me lately?"

Noah, "Just cruised the mall and saw there were still good ones, so I bought them for you."

Jocelyn, "Don't buy any more lately, you can't even fit them in the house."

Noah, "If it won't fit, I will vacate another room, specifically for your bag."

Jocelyn didn't know what was wrong with Noah lately, he was really keen to help herself to a bag.

Moreover, the styles he buys, right, are the latest ones.

All are hits online.

Jocelyn was really curious, so she asked, "Why do you like to buy me bags so much lately?"

Noah, "Buy if you want, no reason."

Jocelyn, "So how did you happen to get so many of the recent big hits?"

Noah, "Read it online."

Jocelyn, "And you've started following this lately?"

Noah, "Yeah, I see a woman online bragging about how her husband always pays attention to this? If other people's husbands are paying attention, your husband has to pay attention to it too."

Jocelyn's heart was suddenly warmed.

She didn't even know that there were people bragging about this online.

Noah, "I can't let you envy others. What other women have, my Jocelyn must have too."

At these words, Jocelyn once again felt warm and fuzzy inside.

She smiled, and while watching the young man dancing across the room, she said to Noah, "Honey, actually, after being with you, I haven't envied anyone."

Everything that others have, all that she has.