My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 159 What Do You Want?

Just at this time, the door was opened.

Jocelyn subconsciously clenched her fists.

She followed the sound and launched herself at the door.

However, before her fist could be swung out, it was firmly caught by a large warm hand.

Then she was pinned against the wall and the smell of a nice minty shower gel hit her nose.

The darkness was invisible, and the man's body was pressed against hers, intimately.

The faint scent of mint and tobacco hit her nose, easing her heart.

"What do you want? A low voice, like a cello, filled her ears.

The burning breath, hovering above her head, landed on her scalp like a fine current spreading

throughout her body, her heart beating at a frantic pace.

She subconsciously took a deep breath, one hand resisting against his chest, "I thought it was the bad

guys."

The damp, warm touch made her palm burn.

He appeared to be shirtless and had just showered, and it was his pecs she was touching.

Her whole body instantly tensed and she quickly withdrew her hand.

The man laughed lightly, "Not bad, you have a good sense of danger."

"When did you come back? How come there's no sound at all?"

"I got back early, took a shower, probably you didn't hear me because you were busy." He added, "The

power went out and I was worried that you were scared, so I planned to come to you first."

At that, Jocelyn's heart immediately warmed up.

Noah was still in his original position, and all of his breath fell on her scalp impartially.

In the darkness, she felt as if she had been thrown into a furnace, her whole body's skin feverishly

rolling.

"Noah, do you have a charge on your phone? Turn on the torch and go check the power to see what's

going on."

"It's probably tripped."

"Then you go and see."

"Okay."

With those words, he let go of her, and quickly, he pulled out his phone.

In the next second, a flash of light returned to the world.

The cold-toned glow showed off his toned pecs, his sexy eight-pack abs, his perfect waistline.

He wore only a white bath towel underneath, which was positioned so low that the manly waist was

also on display.

On the cold skin of the towel were beads of water that hadn't been dried, and in the light of the light

they looked like expensive diamonds hanging on his body.

The good-looking features were like the sculpture of a heavenly god, and even the word "beautiful" was

not enough to describe him.

Jocelyn instantly lowered her head subconsciously, "You go back and put on a dress."

"Come with me." he gently took her wrist and led her outside.

Jocelyn paused in her steps, "I'll just wait for you in my room."

"You're not afraid of the dark?"

"It's okay."

Before she could finish her sentence, he forcibly dragged her out of the door, his actions domineering

and decisive.

Helplessly, Jocelyn could only passively follow him outside.

She struggled and tried to break free from his hand, but was unable to, and eventually had to let him

pull her.

He led her all the way to the front of the main electrical slag in the downstairs living room, and then

took a careful and close look at it.

Then he found a black electric switch and with a gentle push upwards, the world was restored to light.

The sudden glare of light made her squint subconsciously.

"There ..." he said, turning off the torch and looking at her.

The extreme brightness scattered down, making his naked upper body even clearer.

Jocelyn broke his wrist straight away, lowered her head again and walked towards the sofa.

"You go and change your clothes, then we'll go to my father's house for dinner together," Jocelyn said.

He didn't say anything, just went upstairs in silence.

When Jocelyn went out with him, the whole street was hung with colored lights, the lights were bright

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He drove the car all the way without hurry, into the Murphy’s.

The courtyard of the Murphy’s was similarly decorated with many ornaments to celebrate Christmas.

In front of the main building, many cars were parked, just like a car park.

The door was open and the laughter inside could be clearly heard in the courtyard.

Every year on Christmas night, relatives from Sara would come over for a meal together, something

she was used to.

Although she didn't like those people, outwardly she couldn't do anything about it.

When the two of them entered, the house was warm and welcoming, with Sara, Allen, and a group of

men, women and children of all ages all surrounding each other.

Looking around, there must have been at least three dozen people, and every face was a familiar one

to her.

Everyone was eating melon seeds, chatting and drinking tea, so lively that she felt as if she was an

outsider.

Those relatives saw Jocelyn, all had their smiles restrained and their eyes were cold and distant.

Jocelyn chose to ignore them and walked towards the crowd, holding the man beside her.

Gloria's two cousins were also there, sitting in the middle of Gloria's aunt and uncle.

When the two girls saw Noah, they all froze in their tracks.

Their eyes were bewildered. They had been unable to come when Gloria got married, so this was the

first time they had seen Noah.

They had always heard their parents say that Noah was good looking, but they had never thought that

he would be so good looking, even better looking than their idols.

Some of the other girls from their relatives' families were attracted by Noah, and most of them were

seeing him for the first time.

His appearance was enough to unify the aesthetics of all women, but many of them could not move

their eyes off his face.

"Jocelyn, Noah, you're here. Hurry up and sit down." Allen moved to the side, vacating two people's

seats for the two of them, his eyes full of smiles.

Sara was equally smiling, forcing herself to pretend to be enthusiastic, "Jocelyn, Noah, hurry up and

come sit down, we'll eat later, the maids are cooking."

Jocelyn and Noah nodded politely, and then sat down together.

Next, Allen began to introduce Noah to those who had not seen him before.

Noah remained polite throughout.

Although he would nod and greet them one by one, his eyes would not linger on anyone's face for

more than a second.

Jocelyn sat next to him, eating fruit silently and not getting involved in their conversation.

After introducing people to Noah, the young girls began to talk to Noah.

They asked about his age, his horoscope, his blood type, and kept asking questions as if they had

seen their idols.

The girls acted very distant towards Jocelyn, but not towards Noah.

At this moment Jocelyn felt very strange inside.

Even if he would always just respond politely, she still felt weird.