Bowen has the nose of a police dog.
Of course Jolene didnât wear perfume, she just opened all the perfume Bowen gave her last night and smelled it, and it was inevitable that some of the smell stayed on her body, so he smelled it with his dogâs nose.
Jolene subconsciously moved to the side and pulled a distance from Bowen.
Her subtle movements were immediately noticed by him, and when she was about to move a little further, Bowen grabbed her wrist and dragged her to him.
He stared down at Jolene, a faint black smell in her eyes.
He pinched her chin: âDidnât sleep well last night? Or did Viona come to trouble you again?â
Recently, Viona has been quite stable, and Jolene smiles. wearily: âIf Bowen keeps a safe distance from me, I will be safe.â
âDonât worry about Viona, her little actions canât hurt you.â
Jolene was going to say that Bowen didnât think she could hurt me, or that she wasnât worried about her hurting me at all.
Thinking about it or not saying it, I feel that these words are quite hypocritical.
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1 âBowen doesnât have to come to see my brother next time. You are so busy, donât waste your time.â
âMy mom is in the hospital today, and I didnât go out of my way.â Bowen stared at her: âAre you scared out of your mind by Viona, or my mom?â
âI was scared to death by Bowen,â Jolene said.
âI donât like you talking to me like that.â Bowen suddenly picked up a hair from her dress: âKnow why I hate Viona?â
Jolene kept quiet, she didnât care why Bowen hated Viona.
âBecause she is duplicitous and insincere.â
Hearing him say this, Jolene couldnât help but look up at him.
He also said that Viona was duplicitous, and Iâm afraid he was the same.
Jolene looked at Bowen in a trance.
Does Bowen know that the woman she looks like is in J city?
She felt that Bowen probably didnât know that if the original owner came back, who would find her as a substitute?
Thinking of that woman, Jolene seemed to have been pulled out of her muscles and bones, and she had no strength all over her body.
Fortunately, Bowen was busy, so he answered the phone and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, he whispered in her ear, âIâll go to your house tonight. Wait for me.â
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1298 Vouchers His breath was hot, and the goosebumps on Joleneâs neck popped out one by one.
She turned to go back to the room and saw Nicole standing at the end of the corridor.
She paused and walked over to Nicole.
âAre you still in a relationship with that married man?â Nicole had always spoken so directly.
âIâm passive.â Jolene sighed.
âWhat the hell does he want? He married the son and wife that mom likes, and he wants to raise the one he likes outside?â Nicole became more and more angry: âCan rich people do whatever they want?â
âIâm not what he likes either.â
âHe doesnât like you but pesters you, is he sick?â
âHeâs not sick.â Jolene walked to the door of the ward and looked at what Nicole was carrying: âMy mom is here, donât let her see you giving Frank junk food.â
âThis fried chicken is delicious, not junk food.â
Jolene pushed the door open, and Nicole pulled her: âJolene, I never asked about your private affairs, but Bowen, the muddy water of a married man, donât dribble, like Bowen, itâs a mirage. In the end, itâs empty.â
Jolene looked back and saw that he had never been in love with his children, and said these things.
âHave you been reading romance novels again recently?â