Chapter 63

Whether Viona knew about them or not, Bowen should know better than anyone.

Jolene faintly felt that she had met an opponent.

Viona is heavier than she is and can still hold things in her

stomach.

Maybe she and Bowen hugged and kissed at the gate of the community last night, and Viona knew it too.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have suddenly come over today and sent invitations and dresses.

Jolene comes home just in time for Frank to bring lunch.

Seeing the white gauze on the sofa, he asked curiously, “Jolene, what is this?”

“Bridesmaid dresses.” She took the clothes to the storage room and put them away.

“Whose bridesmaid’s dress?”

“My former boss is getting married.” Jolene dialed the number of catties. “Why are you free to buy food today at noon?”

“Mom said that you have lost weight these days. The dishes in our company’s canteen are good, so I bought them for you to taste.”

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moved the food from the lunch box to the dishes.

in the cafeteria is rich, and Jolene is a little

watched Jolene eat, and gave Jolene his

returned the drumstick to him again: “I

need to eat more. You

a big fan of hers since he

up and was about to speak to Frank when she saw two streams of red liquid coming out of

have a nosebleed!” Jolene immediately pulled out a few pieces of paper and handed it to Frank.

nose with a tissue and held his

Frank said nonchalantly, “It’s okay, Jolene, it’s dry in autumn, and I often

wiped his face clean with a towel, and the

gave him vegetables: “Don’t

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going to the company, we only

the rest of

washing the dishes, she kept thinking that the business could not be done, and she had no capital in her hands, so she could only continue to look for a

She quickly bent over to pick it up, but her finger was cut by

put her fingers into her

salty taste filled

little restless all afternoon, and her right

first, but her eyelids twitched and she was really uneasy, so she tore a piece of

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