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The Flash Marriage After Betrayal by Jasmine

Chapter 127
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Terrence’s dark eyes narrowed sharply after hearing it,“Why didn’t you tellsuch an important matter?”

“Yes, yes, Ms. Schwartz...” Kyra’s face slightly changed, “Say, you don’t need to tell her.”

Terrence’s brow furrowed tighter and tighter.

He suddenly remembered that when he was dating Valerie, there was a twhen Valerie caught a cold.

That day, Margaret was going to have surgery.

He then handed the dazed Valerie, who had been burned, over to Theodore.

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When he cback, he was worried that Valerie would be angry. However, to his surprise, Valerie not only

wasn't angry, but also took care of him and worked hard flying around.

But it seems that after that time, Valerie never fell ill again.

At least, in his world, it was like this.

Terrence’s back felt a chill.

The image of Valerie taking care of him day and night by his bedside during his stomach illness cto mind.

The contrast was too intense, and his eyes got stung.

For a moment, he asked Kyra, “Can you make chicken soup?”

Kyra was puzzled, “....would.”

Second floor.

Valerie lay down on the bed.

Although she

uld be discharged from the hospital, the doctor repeatedly warned her that during this period, she must control

her emotions well and not let them fluctuate too much, otherwise it would be easy to relapse.

In order to prevent her emotions from fluctuating too much, Valerie simply took out the information Davion had

sent her and started reading it.

Halfway through, her phone vibrated.

It was Kent who called.

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Valerie picked up the phone, sensing that there was a clue about the reported matter.

Sure enough.

“Sister, | haven't found the informant yet, but | have already traced the informant’s IP address. Do you want to

take a look?”

“Okay, send it over.”

Two seconds later.

Kent sent Valerie a real-tshare.

As Kent's fingers zoomed in and out on the map on the tablet, Valerie held her breath.

On the map, the address gradually expanded from Houston, little by little, to the city, the district... and finally,

landed on Foliage Villa.