My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 941

"Also, since you're my husband's sister, I can’t have your as my bodyguard."

"We should be on an equal footing." added Jocelyn.

Sophie shook her head, "It’s okay, I do not mind, I am very willing to be your bodyguard."

"How can I let my husband's sister be my bodyguard? My husband's sister, naturally, should be a princess." Jocelyn said again.

Sophie, however, shook her head, "That God let me protect you, if I am at home as a princess, how can I protect you at all times?"

Sophie, "It's settled, I'm sure brother won't have a problem with it, will he?"

Sophie then looked innocently at Noah next to her.

The corners of Noah's mouth curled up gently, "As long as you're happy."

Jocelyn, "You siblings just fool around."

Sophie, "So what do you say?"

It seems to be the only way to go.

With a long, helpless sigh, Jocelyn then nodded, before pinching her brow in exhaustion.

Seeing this, Sophie then became excited once again and laughed.

It was good to see her brother again, Sophie was in a good mood.

Although brother has a different face, but, brother is still brother.

Ever since she met Jocelyn, she has not felt alone.

Especially, after recognising her brother, she was even less alone.

There is even, more strongly, a sense of belonging.

"Brother." Sophie said.

"Yes?"

"Do you have any other memories of us?" Sophie asked.

Noah shook his head slightly, "No, why?"

Sophie, "I was just casually asking, we have a lot of very happy memories of each other."

"The two of us used to, all the time, get into trouble together and then you took the blame for me every time."

"And the two of us used to work together a lot to screw over the people around us."

"If it gets too big and Father finds out, you'll end up taking the blame."

"And, when I was ten years old, I was sick and suddenly had a special craving for a kind of cake hundreds of miles away, and when you heard this, you ran fast, for days and nights, to help me bring back the burnt cake I wanted to eat."

"When you brought it back, I didn't want to eat it."

"And, when I was eleven years old, I was ill, and everyone treated me with fear and avoidance, only you and Father took close care of me."

"Father asked you if you were not afraid to die. You said that you were afraid, but you could not leave me alone, lying there all alone."

Sophie remembered carefully, their past.

Hearing all this, Jocelyn was deeply moved.

What a great, affectionate pair of siblings.

At the same time, she was very envious of Sophie.

She envied her for having had a good brother like that, who took care of her.

Ever since she was girl, she had always envied girls who had older brothers and were protected by them.

At those words, an unfamiliar memory flashed before Noah's eyes, once again.

The memory is of Sophie, dressed in a white traditional costume, panting on a large classical bed.

A snow-white veil floated over the bed.

A gust of wind blew a slit in the veil.

Through the gap, he saw Sophie who had grown a red spot.

Soon, the door was pushed open.