Chapter 88 Spare Me
On the couch, Alan was making a call. He said something into the phone and then called out to Jane, “Hey, Jane Dunn, guess who I was calling just now?” Alan sniggered, his eyes sparkling as he said, “It was your brother. Do you know what he said? He said there isn’t anyone called Jane in his family. Haha, Jane, you’re so pitiful! You killed your own best friend, and to what end? Rosaline must have been the unluckiest girl in the world to become friends with you!”
As Alan said that, fury flashed through his eyes. He looked at Jane as though he wanted her drawn and quartered!
Jane kept her head low. No one could see her expression.
She did not try to defend herself, either. She knew that Alan liked Rosaline… She did not try to explain, her lips curving into a self-deprecating smile. No one believed her, so what was the point in trying to explain?
Still, somewhere in the depths of her heart, Jason’s words still hurt her.
She chuckled softly. Was she laughing at herself, or at Alan, o

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