My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 682

In both Noah's and Jocelyn's phones, it was the same content.

It was still various, reports about the helicopter bombing at the antique market.

[The terrorist attack at the antique market is still under investigation.]

[The terrorist attack at the antique market has resulted in fifty serious injuries, ten minor injuries and eighty deaths.]

Every number that came to her eyes made Jocelyn's heart violent.

The two hands of Jocelyn then involuntarily began to tremble.

Seeing this, Noah, carefully, held Jocelyn into his arms.

"Jocelyn, come on." Noah once again humbly pleaded.

"Honey, it's really hard for me." Jocelyn's voice was hoarse.

"I know, but, it's really not your fault."

She knew that this matter, in essence, was the problem of that murderer.

But, after all, it was because of her and she didn't feel that it had anything to do with her at all.

Those people were all implicated by her.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

The sudden sound cut through the stagnant atmosphere in the living room, and interrupted the conversation between the two of them.

Noah walked to the front of the door visual doorbell and took a look at.

Seeing outside the main door standing Paige, he then pressed the unlock.

Soon, the two doors inside and outside the house all open.

Noah was not at ease with Jocelyn, and directly turned around and returned to Jocelyn again.

At this time Jocelyn again leaned helplessly against the back of the sofa, eyes closed, not saying a word.

About half a minute later, Paige walked into the living room.

Seeing Jocelyn's bruised and battered appearance, Paige was instantly frightened.

She clutched Jocelyn's hands tightly and asked, "How are you doing, Miss Murphy? You must have been terrified when you encountered something like that, right?"

Because she had just walked too fast, she was, at this moment, out of breath.

Jocelyn shook her head, sat up straight, looked at Paige and said, "It's fine, just a superficial injury."

At this time, Jocelyn had staggered small wounds on her face and body, although they had already been treated, still carried a kind of swollen feeling.

At a glance, it still looked woefully.

"This superficial wound is also very serious." Paige added.

"Not a big deal." Jocelyn smiled bitterly, "Why are you here?"

"I watched the news, the news said that you were injured at the scene and went into the First People's Hospital, so I rushed to the hospital, only to have the hospital tell me that you had gone home, then I and came here."

Paige once again panted and opened her mouth, in her eyes were worried.

At these words, Jocelyn's heart instantly warmed, "Paige, sorry to have made you worry."

Paige said, "Fool, what are you talking about?"

Jocelyn smiled bitterly and did not speak again, just closed her eyes again.

"Paige, persuade her, so that she will not be upset again." Noah looked difficult.

"Is it because seeing the images of death and injury, you are sad?" Paige asked.