Chapter 113
Jillian stood at the door of the bathroom, holding chicken wings in her hand, chewing. She asked, "What's the matter with you? Did you eat too much at the party?"
Joanna stood up, ran to the sink, drank a handful of water and rinsed her mouth. She looked up at the pale woman in the mirror and frowned, "No, I didn't eat much at night."
"Then you’re just hungry, come on, take a bite of meat."
As he said, she took the roasted wings and placed it next to Joanna's mouth. The latter's face changed as she frowned and took a step back, "Don't come close, I’m getting a little sick."
Jillian glared, "I just took a shower!"
Joanna waved his hand, "I mean chicken wings."
Jillian was startled, her eyes changed slightly, and she threw the roasted wings into the trash can next to her, her tone of voice was serious, "Did you sleep with Richie?"
Joanna frowned, "What nonsense?"
"Then you slept with your Jensen?"
Joanna's mouth twitched, threw the towel on her face, and walked
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