Chapter 115 

Jack was slightly perplexed. “Can‘t you just tell him directly? What are you afraid of? Don‘t tell me the child isn‘t his?” 

Margaret found herself at a loss for words. “You‘re the same as Jo, suspecting this and that. We‘re here. It‘s fine to stop at the side.” 

When the car came to a stop, she thanked him and went off hurriedly. 

Jack looked at her retreating figure with darkened eyes. So Jodie has not told her of our breakup yet..

As the workday drew to a close, Jodie found herself complaining to Margaret through text: Its so hard finding a job! It was even raining so heavily today. How annoying

By this time, Margaret was also nearly done with work, so she replied: Dont worry. You still have Jack. In the past, you supported him. Now, its his turn to help you in return. He has a good job and also drives an expensive car. It should be enough to give both of you a good life. You can take your time to find a job.” 

After she sent the message, Jodie did not reply for some time, and Margaret found it odd. It took a long time before Jodie‘s message finally came: Ive broken up with Jack. Now that I think about it, that car was my birthday gift to him. When my family was in trouble, he didnt even think about selling it to help me. I should have realized his true colors then and lost all feelings for him

reading the message. Jodie had been through so much recently. Someone with less resilience would

Jodie. He acted as per normal when he was dropping her

right words to comfort Jodie, and in the interval that passed, it was Jodie who reassured her instead: I’m okay, Meg. I still have you and Jenson. Men are jerks and worth nothing. Friends are the real

end, Margaret could only type “Okay“in reply. There were many things that were hard to express

 

stopped even when it was time to go

to wash away all traces of the haze from the

and wait for the rain to stop. There was a saying that fortunate people had an umbrella when it rained and light when it got dark.

the staff had left before strolling

you still here? There‘s no

want to do overtime. You don‘t have to pay me for it. Don‘t all bosses like this type of employee?”

fell into deep thought. He went downstairs and immediately called Christopher.

Margaret‘s phone rang. It was Fredrick calling from his personal

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