My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 248

He was a man who always preferred silence, even on his birthday, and would not ask people to come.

When she was over here, they spent their birthdays together every year.

"Well, my son, who was staying here, spent his birthday with me here yesterday and went back this morning." Regan added.

His son, the father of her husband.

She had never seen this man before either.

"Jocelyn? What's on your mind?" Regan's eyes held a touch of inquiry.

Jocelyn immediately snapped back, "Nothing ......"

"Wait, I'll go and boil the medicine for you, then we'll eat, and we'll have a good chat afterwards." With that, Regan immediately stood up, looking jubilant.

Jocelyn immediately got up and took his hand, "Don't work, I'm fine, let's just eat."

Instead, he simply pushed her hand away and quickly walked towards the kitchen, saying as he did so, "Stay there and don't follow me or I'll get angry."

Jocelyn let out a long, helpless sigh before sitting down.

As she watched his back, her heart grew more and more uncomfortable.

He was so good to her, how would he react if she confessed everything to him? He would be very angry, wouldn't he?

............

After accompanying him to lunch, she was helped into his room and then forced to rest.

He kept on bugging for many, many hours before leaving the room.

As she lay in the familiar room, Jocelyn's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

She was tired and sleepy.

But when she closed her eyes, she can't sleep at all, her mind was in turmoil and it was unbearable.

She had been tossing and turning in bed for a long time before she fell asleep.

Perhaps because she had come to a familiar environment in the past, the dreams she had were all related to those past years.

In her dream, she experienced her previous experiences of healing herself and studying medicine all over again.

It was like a replay of the past.

Snapping open his eyes, she found out that it was already evening.

The memory of the long dream she had was extraordinarily heavy on her mind.

It was at this time that a knock sounded on the door.

Jocelyn sat up slowly and methodically and looked at the door and said, "Come in ......"

Soon, Regan pushed the door open.

With a ruby-studded gold-rimmed walking stick in his hand, he made his way to Jocelyn's side and sat down, "How does your body feel now? Are you feeling better after taking my medicine?"

Jocelyn nodded, "Well, it's much more comfortable."

"Then get ready and go down to dinner." Regan added.

Jocelyn nodded again.

"Jocelyn, is something wrong with you? I see that you have a sad frown." Regan had a concerned look on his face, "Did someone bully you? Who is it? Tell me, and I will go and skin that person."

The more he did the same, the harder it became for Jocelyn.

The next moment, her nostrils went sour and her eyes reddened involuntarily.