Chapter 113: Chapter 113

Viona is really out of line.

Jolene now has no idea what Viona wants to do.

She looked as if she had gone mad.

But Jolene knew she wasn’t crazy, and she knew it.

Bowen read their chat history and returned the phone to Jolene.

It was already midnight, and Jolene took the phone and said, “It’s too late, I’ll go first.”

As soon as she took a step, she felt dizzy, the soles of her feet were weak, and she almost fell.

Bowen dragged her arm, and she fell limply into Bowen’s arm.

“Let’s take you to the hospital,” Bowen’s voice floated above her.

“No.” She panted and tried to stand up straight: “Please take care of your wife, Bowen, don’t let her cause trouble again.”

“I told you, she’s not my wife,” Bowen corrected.

“Does it make a difference now? Mrs. Evert thinks it is, everyone in J city thinks it is, and even Viona thinks it is…”

“They thought it was they thought it was, but it wasn’t.”

Jolene broke free from his arms and looked up at Bowen.

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1 She didn’t know if it was the effect of the drug residue, her head was dizzy, and Bowen’s tall figure kept shaking in her sight.

“I’m leaving.” Jolene leaned on the wall and slowly moved towards the door.

“Stay, you are in such a bad state now.”

Jolene looked back at him: “You know it’s Viona’s plot, but you let me stay here? Maybe Viona will suddenly come back with Mrs. Evert tomorrow morning and catch the adulterer in bed, how should Bowen explain it to your mother?”

“She wouldn’t dare.” Bowen walked over and grabbed her wrist, his tone calm: “My mother is her last line of defense, she doesn’t dare to do this. Since she asked you to sleep in my bed, then you should sleep soundly.”

Jolene looked at him for a few seconds and couldn’t help laughing in surprise: “Viona invited you into the urn, so not only did we come in, but we also stayed in the urn for a while?”

“Why not?” He smiled, raised his head and pointed to the restroom with his chin: “I’ll ask someone to get you a change of clothes, you go take a shower.“”

“Bowen…”

“How about…” He smiled deeply: “You wear Viona’s pajamas, lie on the bed that originally belonged to her, and sleep with her man.”

He held Jolene’s hand and took her to the bathroom in a hypnotic tone: “Think about it, she only drugged you, but not.

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1. me. She knows that under normal circumstances we won’t do anything, and I will immediately ask someone to send you away, but we won’t do it, so we will follow her wishes, what do you think?”

Jolene thought it was a bad idea: “Bowen, I don’t need to go crazy with Viona.”

“It’s not to accompany her to go crazy, it’s to watch her slowly go crazy.” Bowen took her into the bathroom and gently pushed her in, with a smile on his lips: “Take a good shower, I’ll go get your clothes for you.”

Bowen closed the door, and Jolene stood in the middle of the bathroom, still dizzy and uncomfortable, and her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable.

In that case, as soon as it came, she went to take a shower.

As the water from the showerhead dripped down on her, Jolene thought that maybe Viona’s trick didn’t work out, but she seemed to have fallen for Bowen’s trick.

As a result, everyone thought she had really become Bowen’s lover.

Or, over time, he pushed the boat with the flow and compromised himself one day.

Jolene smiled as she washed.

No matter how perverted and clumsy Viona’s strategy, Bowen seems to be the big winner.