My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 294

"That's not normal?" Harry put his arm around Robert's shoulder and led him all the way inside, "He has a family, can he be the same as us?"

"I've never seen Noah treat any woman like that before, and Jocelyn is impressive."

"You are right."

When Noah hung up the phone, he removed the headset and casually put it into his suit pocket, looked at Jocelyn and asked, "Do you want to hang out tomorrow night?"

Jocelyn nodded, "Okay, but your buddies are having a party, will you guys not unhappy if I go?"

"No," he said.

"Good." Jocelyn nodded, and then continued to clasp her fingers with Noah.

"By the way, Robert's identity is known to me, what about Abel and Harry? What are the identities of the two of them?" Thinking about a few of them, Jocelyn couldn't hold down her curiosity again.

"They are both in a similar position to Robert," he said.

Jocelyn immediately understood and didn't ask any more questions.

She just couldn't help but grumble, "It's an unbelievably odd thing that you nobles could all work together to lie to me that you are from underworld."

"I'm sorry, we were wrong." Noah uttered.

Jocelyn couldn't help but give him a blank stare, thinking to herself that it wasn't easy for a few of them, people of that status to pretend to be from underworld.

"Actually, there's one thing I've been quite curious about." Noah shifted his gaze to Jocelyn's face again, glancing at it before continuing to stare ahead.

"What is it?"

"How on earth did you mistake me for being in underworld in the first place?" That question had been bothering him for a long time.

"Just back in the day, after we first had that kind of relationship, I heard you on the phone and you said something about, well, do it, and the tone was extra cold, so I just ......"

Noah couldn't help but feel amused, "So, you thought, at the time, that I was ordering to kill someone? And then identified me as from underworld?"

Jocelyn nodded, "It's true, what you said, and the tone of your voice, were very misleading. It's not my fault."

"Fine, fine, I don't blame you, it's all because of my bad tone of voice on the phone at the time." His eyes were full of helplessness, "I was talking to Tom about work at the time."

"Oh." Jocelyn didn't ask anything more, just nodded.

The two chatted all the way to the house and soon arrived there.

When she returned home, Jocelyn felt that her feet were sore, and her body was very tired.

High heels, for women, are the most beautiful instrument of torture.

You always have to pay a price while using it to look good.

Changing into slippers, Jocelyn felt her entire feet were liberated and the soreness in her toes and soles was greatly relieved.

Pulling Noah with him, the two of them sat down directly on the sofa.

"It's comfortable in slippers at home," said Jocelyn, "my feet are sore from wearing high heels."

Noah carefully placed her feet on his lap and gently massaged them while saying, "Is this more comfortable?"

His massage was excellent and made her feel a great relief from the soreness in her feet.

She nodded, with a look of enjoyment, "Well, my husband is awesome."

"Now that you know that high heels are uncomfortable, wear them less often in the future."

"No, beautiful heels are my life and I can't wear them any less."

"You just want to look good, and do care it is not comfortable."

"I'm quite willing to sacrifice proper comfort in exchange for looking good." Jocelyn said.