No One But You novel Chapter 62

Bennett and Stella took all those things that Zofia had brought me into the house. Zofia and I sat down in the courtyard outside the villa. She could not take her eyes off my stomach and even ignored the drink Stella gave her.

"The baby's father is not Daniel?" it was a long time before she asked.

"No. I didn't know who the father of the baby was until a week ago."

"What the hell is going on? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"It is useless to tell you this. Can you put back the clock?" I drank half the bottle and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, "I am living in a luxurious house now. Tomorrow, I'll live in a more luxurious manor. You can get there with me. Come work in this city. I'll protect you!"

Zofia rolled her eyes, "Stop talking nonsense. Tell me what the hell is going on."

"I was sold by Daniel. Then, I divorced him. The wife of the man who bought me couldn't have children. So, he divorced his wife and would marry me." I suddenly realized that I was good at summarizing. What happened in the past few months was summed up by me in a few words.

Zofia was confused while she heard my words, "Tell me in detail. I don't understand."

I could not tell her the details. The clearer I said, the more awkward I felt.

But Zofia wouldn't let me go until I said it.

It took me an hour and a half to make Zofia clear what happened.

She looked at me for a moment after hearing it, and then stood up, "We'll have dinner after I get back."

Before I could stop her, she ran out of the yard.

I could guess what she was going to do.

Zofia and I were similar to in character. But she was just not as crazy as I was. We had always been so close.

Half an hour later, I received a call from Daniel, who seemed to be furious, "Josephine, is Zofia a psychopath? She knocked on my door and beat me with a stick after I opened the door. Now she threw the stick and left!"

Sure enough, I knew Zofia was going to beat him up.

There was nothing to say to people like Daniel. Just beat him up.

"You haven't been beaten to death?" I was indifferent.

Daniel was extremely angry, "Josephine, we're divorced and don't have anything to do with each other anymore!"

"You took so much money from Brooke. What's wrong with being beaten up?"

He was visibly shocked, "How do you know about Brooke?"

I didn't bother talking to him anymore and hung up.

Twenty minutes later, Zofia came back with high spirit and held out her hand to me, "Taxi fare!"

I gave her some money. She put it in her pocket contentedly.

"What did you do to Daniel?"

Zofia immediately took out her cell phone and showed me the video.

In the video, Zofia pulled Daniel by his hair and dragged him to the front door. Then, she pounded him with a big and thick stick in her hand. Daniel might be too shocked and did not fight back.

It was particularly enjoyable to watch the video. But I had one question, "Who took the video as you were beating Daniel?"

"It just so happened that there was a delivery guy. So, I asked him to take a video for me and gave him 10."

I didn't have to do that. I held hands with Zofia and we stood at the gate of the yard, waiting for Brooke to pick me up.

At first glance, we seemed sad.

At nine o'clock, Brooke came to pick me up on time.

The float was a very cool sports car. I didn't know the original color of the car. Because it was covered with flowers now.

Brooke got out of the car. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt with a dark red bow tie.

I noticed Zofia's expression. Although she always acted well, I could clearly see that she was a little bit surprised. She might have not expected that Brooke was so handsome.

Yesterday, I looked sad. I guessed she wanted to ask me whether Brooke was very ugly.

Brooke walked to me and looked at me, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Not long. But you should understand how urgent a pregnant woman is." I looked up and laughed indifferently.

"Josephine, what I appreciate most about you is that you are smiling whenever and wherever." He said it sincerely.

I had been always like this. No matter how sad I felt, I would be strong in front of others who were not my friend.

I introduced Brooke, "Zofia, this is my buyer, the Knight family's young master."

I was used to talk nonsense. Brooke had no choice but to accept it. He nodded to Zofia politely, "Hello, I am Brooke."

Zofia grinned at him, "Mr. Knight, I feel sorry for you. You've never seen how crazy Josephine is."