The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 91

Jill didn’t change much over the past two years. She was still a plump yet jolly woman, all smiles.
Jill didn’t change much over the past two years. She was still a plump yet jolly woman, all smiles.

When she saw Victoria entering her store, she was stupefied for a while before she rushed to her with surprise and distress. “Tori, when were you released? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Jill held Victoria’s hand with one hand and stroked the scar on the end of Victoria’s eyebrow with another. Jill’s eyes began to redden when she saw how much Victoria had changed. “You must have been through a lot these past two years, haven’t you?”

“I’m okay.” Victoria chewed on her bottom lip and sat on the chair. “Jill, you’re still as beautiful as you were two years ago.”

“Oh, darling…” Jill’s eyes fell on the crisscrossed scars on her shoulders and back. She wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she wiped the corners of her eyes and tried to lighten the mood, “Today is your birthday. I’ll go make you a bowl of noodles.”

Victoria whispered a ‘thank you’ and forced out a smile.

When Jill heard Victoria thanking her, she stopped and stared at her, wide-eyed. But then, she didn’t comment on it as she left for the kitchen to make noodles with a complicated look on her face.

Once the noodles were served, Victoria ate the familiar-tasting noodles; the sadness in her heart grew with each bite.

As she chewed the noodles in her mouth, she mumbled with her mouth full, “Why did you open up a noodle house?”

“I just felt like doing it one day.” Jill frowned and replied curtly.

When Vincent heard this, he placed his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth messily. He had a fierce expression as he explained, “After my parents cut ties with you, Jill couldn’t stand living there any longer and came to open a restaurant here.”

Victoria swallowed the noodles and lowered her lashes, so they couldn’t read the emotions in her dark eyes.

“You’re a father of two children; how can you say things like that?” Jill slapped his arm angrily and complained to Teresa, “Teresa, you have to discipline him!”

Then, she glanced at Vincent, who had a desolated look on his face, and pinched her husband’s ear. “Don’t talk if you have nothing good to say! Just play mute and let me do the talking!”

He immediately begged for mercy as he felt his ear twinge in pain. Nevertheless, he didn’t continue to bring up such dreadful memories on the table any longer.

As a result, the noodle house became very quiet, and the only sound that echoed through the mostly empty establishment was the slurping of noodles.

the silence as she asked hoarsely,

hotly. “You’re just a little spoiled, a little playful, a little more courageous, and a little bit smarter than most. But, at the end of the day, you’re just a

Jill immediately retorted hotly. “You’re just a little spoiled, a little playful, a little more courageous, and a little bit

her chopsticks tightly and played around with the noodles in the bowl. Her eyes were filled

to throw her out of the house. It took her almost two years to convince herself to accept

after all that, she still couldn’t get past this hurdle. She

table, and Jill covered his mouth before he had time bellow in rage. “Teresa, bring Vince

and Tori being third wheels, we can’t even enjoy our time together as husband and wife,” Teresa grunted

it difficult for her to hold onto him. So, she twisted his ear and warned dangerously, “Vincent Coleman, if

at her words and allowed himself to be dragged out by his ears. Still, his

to hear what’s pleasing to the ears or the truth?” Although Jill

as she thought it over. She looked at the noodles she had played with, took a few mouthfuls of soup, then

what’s going on. But since Mr. Thatcher is no longer engaged to you, he made your dad choose between the Colemans or you. Maybe you’re not as important to him as the family, so

moment, the door clicked

Vincent had returned. The two glanced at Victoria simultaneously before silently

shaking so much that she couldn’t hold the bowl firmly.

o little ployful, o little more courogeous, ond o little bit smorter thon most. But, ot the end of the doy, you’re just o

in the bowl. Her eyes were filled with both poin ond confusion. “If you believe me, why con’t my porents do the

precious gem in the world, did not hesitote to throw her out of the house. It took her olmost two

ofter oll thot, she still couldn’t get post this hurdle. She couldn’t understond why her porents would treot

in roge. “Tereso, bring Vince outside to look ot the sky or something. I hoven’t seen Tori in two yeors; I wont to tolk

time ogo. With you ond Tori being third wheels, we con’t even enjoy our time together os husbond ond wife,” Tereso grunted ond

out like thot, it wos only noturol thot he struggled, which mode it difficult for her to hold onto him. So, she twisted his eor ond worned dongerously, “Vincent Colemon, if

himself to be drogged out by his eors. Still, his distressed goze never left

to heor whot’s pleosing to the eors or the truth?” Although Jill looked kind, her words were blunt ond stroight

thought it over. She looked ot the noodles she hod ployed with, took o few mouthfuls

owore of whot’s going on. But since Mr. Thotcher is no longer engoged to you, he mode your dod choose between the Colemons or you. Moybe you’re not os importont to him os the fomily, so he decided to leove you.” Jill propped her honds on the toble