Revenge Of The Sexy Wife

She wanted to find Noah and return the five hundred thousand in compensation to him, but then she remembered that he had never given her his contact information.

She had forgotten to give him the money because of all the messy things that had happened during the day, and because he had left in such a hurry.

Now that she remembered, she couldn’t give it to him, so now she could only hope that she would meet him next time.

If she met him next time, she must return the money to him.

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At ten o’clock in the morning, Jocelyn slept until she woke up naturally.

She stretched out comfortably on the big fluffy bed, and then sat up slowly.

The black curly hair hung down in a slightly messy manner, adding to her sense of laziness. At the moment, she looked like a white Persian cat lying on a summer afternoon, lazy and noble.

Jocelyn slowly glanced at the phone, which was ringing, on her bed and saw that it was an unknown number, so she picked it up.

Immediately after, a familiar voice filled her ears, “I’m at your door, come out.”

It was him, Noah.

Perhaps he had come to ask for money? Thinking of this, Jocelyn immediately got out of bed, gently rubbed her hair and responded, “Wait a minute, I’ll wash up first.”

After another night of recovery, coupled with the medication, her feet had completely healed.

So, she then quickly ran into the bathroom and washed up.

She then hastily combed her hair, went to the cloakroom and found an aqua blue turtleneck jumper, a pair of light blue jeans and a long white down jacket to put on, before driving straight to the door in her black Mercedes business car.

The ordinary dress, coupled with the pure face with no makeup at all, still cannot cover her beauty.

Because it had just snowed, the courtyard was white, like a clean and dreamy place.

As the car pulled out, the first thing she saw was the man.

He was wearing a mid-length dark blue tweed coat with a white shirt and black tie, as well as black trousers and black leather shoes, standing next to a red Maserati.

He looked like a business elite at the top of the world, or a noble prince at a noble feast.

The tree’s trunk was covered in thick white snow, and at a glance, it looked as if a tree of pear blossoms was in bloom, with snowflakes fluttering like petals when the breeze blew over.

Such a picture made him look particularly good, obviously the surrounding scenery was beautiful, the street was beautiful, but in front of him all became a background.

Looking closely, Jocelyn found that the sports car beside him was exactly the same as the one she had originally owned.

It was brand new, and it didn’t even have a license plate.

She was puzzled: what was he doing? Was he here to pay for the car?

Noah spotted Jocelyn and his cool gaze fell directly on her face through the windscreen.

Jocelyn immediately got out of the car and walked towards him, asking, “Noah, what is this?”

Noah directly put the car keys in her hand and said, “It’s to pay for your car.”

“This car is for me? Are you crazy? Didn’t I say you don’t have to pay for it? Where did you get the money?” Jocelyn was stunned.

A person like him probably didn’t have much money, at most, a thousand or eight million.

After all, he wasn’t the boss, he was just a leader who followed the boss.

Her car was worth more than seven million, how come he bought it? He had spent all his savings, right? Thinking of this, Jocelyn immediately felt sorry.

At that, Noah felt amused.

In twenty-eight years, this was the first time that he had been thought of as not having much money.

“I have some of my own savings, and I borrowed some from my Boss.” He answered, his face bland and cold.

“How much did you borrow?” Jocelyn asked.

“About three million, I’ll pay him back later.” He said again.

Jocelyn did not hesitate to stuff the car keys into his pocket, patted the brand new bonnet and said, “Return it, it’s really not worth it to get into debt for a car.”

“Besides, you shouldn’t have to pay for this car, you saved my life, why should I let you pay for my car?” Jocelyn had a determined look on her face.

“If you don’t want it, throw it away.” He said lightly, and then once again put the car keys in her palm, turned around and left.

Jocelyn was really confused and had no idea why on earth this man was to pay for it? If he had more money, it would be understandable, but he didn’t have any money.

She immediately chased after him, tugged his cuffs and said decisively, “Don’t go, e return the car, it’s really not good to be in debt.”

“I don’t want to say it again.” His tone was overbearing and not to be denied.

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“Wouldn’t it be better to keep the money and get a wife in the future?”

He just gave her a deep look, but said nothing, and continued to stride forward.

“Give me your account number, I’ll transfer to you the half a million you paid for me yesterday.” Jocelyn said.

He sharply pulled out his phone and found out the WeChat QR code, “Scan it, transfer it via WeChat.”

Jocelyn didn’t say a word and swiped it directly.

She thought that when he sent the account number, she would transfer the money for the sports car, and the compensation money to him together.

His WeChat name was All the Way to the North, and his avatar was a picture of himself, showing him standing on the beach in a snow-white shirt, holding a satsuma with his head down.

After eyeing the addition of WeChat, Jocelyn said, “Shall I give you a ride back?”

“No, someone will pick me up.” He said.

“Okay then, I’ll go first, bye.” said Jocelyn, turned around to walk towards the Maserati.

Noah, on the other hand, stood silently at the same spot, looking at her moments.

Her WeChat name was JoJo, and her avatar was a cartoon beckoning cat, very cute. The moment he saw this avatar, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

…

When Jocelyn returned home, Gloria was excitedly sitting on the sofa with Sara, holding her mobile phone and looking at the current popular wedding dress styles.

The two were happy as if it was New Year’s Eve.

They were watching with great devotion, and every now and then they laughed so loudly that she only found it ear-splitting and harsh.

“Mum, have you told Dad yet? Joseph will be here in a few minutes.” Gloria said.

“I did, your father reluctantly agreed, actually it’s impossible not to agree, after all, you’re pregnant.” Sara excitedly touched Gloria’s belly, and then pointed to a white bustier puffy wedding dress and said, “This simple style is better, suitable for a little fairy like you.”

“But I don’t think it’s sexy, let’s look for something sexy.”

Jocelyn gave them a cold look and went straight into the dining room for breakfast.