NovelEnglishChapter 1182 Buy New Clothes Zack shook away her hand grabbing his, "I don't ever want to see you again in my life." Then he left.
Joan looked over at his back and couldn't even cry out anymore, she just kept shedding tears. In her blurry sight, Zack walked further and further away.
She sat down on the ground and felt heartbroken.
A while later, Ivan walked over.
Seeing a pair of shining leather shoes, Joan didn't even look up and started shivering. She stood up slowly.
"Alright, let's go." Ivan looked cold and didn't feel any sympathy for her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJoan wiped her tears and followed him.
Zack was so ruthless to her, and Jennifer, she wouldn't let her go as well.
Joan finally realized that there was no hope for her anymore. Not even Eason needed her.
When they walked past the ward, Joan couldn't help slowing down. She saw Zack picking up Eason.
They were watching the view out of the window in harmony. Eason did grow taller.
The best news was that he was getting better every day.
This was also the only good news for Joan.
Maybe after Eason grew up, he would be able to get her out.
She followed Ivan downstairs. After walking out of the hospital, Joan, who had been silent, finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Mr. Marsh, can | ask you for a favor?" "I'm not obliged to do anything for you. Get in the car," Ivan said calmly.
Joan immediately shut her mouth and dared not say a word.
She opened the door and got into the back seat of the Lamborghini.
It was kind enough for Ivan to let her take his car.
Getting in the car, Joan looked out the window at the scenery, shedding tears.
"Georgia has gone mad," on the way to jail, Ivan said, "Thanks to you. So what if you met her? She doesn't recognize you anymore." Joan was stunned. How did she know she was going to ask him to let her meet Georgia? This man was horrible.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTears fell down her eyes. Joan was overwhelmed by remorse.
Mad? Georgia had gone mad? "You are still alive because Georgia was the one who got hurt," Ivan drove and suppressed his anger, "If it were my wife who got hurt, you, your son and daughter would never survive!" Joan's heart skipped a beat. She might be living in remorse and pain for the rest of her life.
Her husband was indifferent to her, Ivan didn't forgive her. Her daughter was mad and her son's future was uncertain.
At this moment.
Claire was taken to a clothing store by Tristan.
Looking at all the clothes in the store, she asked in astonishment, "Why did you takehere?" "Pick your own clothes," Tristan said to her, "I will tell you my opinions." "Why? Are we meeting someone?" She had often written such a plot in her . Claire looked at him suspiciously, "Tell me, where are you taking me?" "Pick the clothes first and | will tell you later." "No, tellfirst," Claire pouted, "I refuse to do you the favor if you didn't tell me." "I need you to go to dinner with me," Tristan said, looking at her, "I need you to wear formal clothes, it's a formal occasion. Don't worry, | will pay for the clothes." "You wantto set you off?" Claire glanced at him, "You don't need to pay for the clothes, but you have to tellwho there will be." Tristan touched the tip of his nose. He knew that Claire was a smart woman.
"Tell me!" Claire rushed him.
Tristan said honestly, "lI don't really know. All | know is that | have dinner to go to."
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