The coin that Nicole threw got stuck between the tiles.
Thatâs the size.
Even God didnât help her out.
Nicole could only ask Gideon: âIf I lied to my best friend, should I tell her the truth?â
âIsnât your best friend Jolene?â Gideonâs attention was always so strange.
Nicole rolled her eyes: âIs Jolene my only friend?â
âIf you want to say something, or if the matter you concealed has a major impact on her choice, I think you should tell her the truth.â
So on a dark, stormy night, Nicole sat crossâlegged on her bed at home and called Jolene.
At that time, Jolene had just got off the plane, and Chrisâs finale had already been recorded.
Although he didnât win the championship, he won the runner- up, which is already very good for a nonâ
professional singer like him.
Just after getting in the car, Nicoleâs phone call came.
Her voice on the phone was like a chick, and she couldnât even hear her whimpering.
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Jolene said, âNicole, whatâs wrong with you?â
âJolene, I have something to tell you.â
âImportant? Iâm in a taxi now. Iâll call you later when Iâm settled.â
âDonât be afraid that if you stop, I wonât have the courage.â
âWhatâs the big deal, you still donât have the courage? Nothing will happen, right?â
âNo, no, itâs not what you think.â Nicole gritted her teeth and said, âJolene, I lied to you.â
âWhat did you lie to me? Money or sex?â Nicoleâs tone was too serious, and Jolene joked with her:
âOkay, letâs not talk, Iâll be there soon.â
âJolene, donât hang up, last time I said that the one in the hospital was Bowenâs first love, I lied to you!
Bowen said his first love was dead, he didnât know the girl lying on the bed, and Gideon didnât I can testify!â Nicole shot like a cannonball.
Jolene froze for a moment: âWhat did you say?â
âUh.â Nicoleâs voice trailed off guiltily: âJolene, you kill me, I lied to you, the main reason is that Bowen is too irritating, so I justâ¦â
Jolene didnât speak for a while, Nicole listened to the voice on the phone tremblingly: âJolene? I was wrong, are you angry? Or you will kill meâ¦â
âIâll call you later.â Joleneâs voice sounded normal: âA little later, thatâs it, hang up.â
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1788 Vouchers âJoleneâ¦â Nicole wanted to cry but had no tears: âI am willing to dieâ¦â
âImpossible.â
Jolene hung up the phone, looked down at the phone in her hand, and there was a moment of silence.
Chris, who was sitting in the coâpilot, turned his head to look at her. It was the first time he heard someone call Jolene about a personal matter, although he couldnât tell who she was calling and what it was about.
He was curious and couldnât help but ask, âJane, who are you calling?â
âWhatâs none of your business?â She replied reflexively: âHave you arrived yet?â
âThe intersection ahead.â
Chrisâs family lives across a street from Lisbonâs commercial district.
After getting out of the car, Chris took down his luggage, looked up at the apartment building in front of him, and pointed to the commercial center across the street.
âLook, Jane, thereâs another world out there.â
It was late at night, the apartment building was quiet, and even the street lights were not very bright.
As for the commercial center, even though it was midnight, the lights were still brightly lit.
âBehind the commercial center.â Chris stood on the steps of the apartment building, his eyes fell directly on the splendor: âItâs the most upscale residential area in Lisbon, I want me, Lucy and Amy, to live there.â
Jolene couldnât tell if there was longing in his eyes.
But that brilliance did light up his eyes.