My Revenge Life,Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 997

Inside, the house is decorated with balloons of various colours, and flowers, beautifully and joyfully decorated.

The fragrant scent of various flowers flows freely in the warmth of the space.

Refreshing.

The world is as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Looking around for a moment, Jocelyn found Allen and Connie.

At this moment, Allen is sitting in front of the living room coffee table with Connie, discussing something.

In front of the two is a huge bouquet of white roses.

By visual estimation, there are about ninety-nine of them.

The exaggerated scenes left Jocelyn all sorts of confused.

What is Father preparing to do?

Are they preparing for marriage?

It was at this time that Allen and Connie became aware of the arrival of Jocelyn and Noah.

Allen walked up to Jocelyn with flowers in his arms and a joyful smile.

Connie, following closely, is all smiles.

Soon after, Allen placed the flowers in Jocelyn's arms.

The rich scent of roses pours into the nostrils, which is the ultimate comfort.

The bouquet was beautifully wrapped and each flower was in perfect bloom.

Great to look at.

Jocelyn, with eyes full of consternation, looked at Allen and asked, "Dad, what you're doing?"

Is all this for her?

This is too big a show, isn't it?

Is it to celebrate the fact that leukaemia has been conquered?

Allen said with a smile, "My daughter has achieved so much, then naturally I have to celebrate you. My health is still not good enough lately to go out, so I discussed with Connie about the way to celebrate indoors."

"In the end, we settled on this plan, I am not physically able, in order to set up these things, Connie and maids are about to die of exhaustion."

"Especially Connie, but she did not willingly."

Allen looked at Jocelyn and said, with a cheerful expression, his eyes full of admiration and appreciation for Jocelyn.

At these words, Jocelyn's heart warmed.

Combined with the care that Connie had given to her father over the past touch, she was becoming less repulsed by Connie.

Whatever, she came with a purpose.

She was, at least, really good to her father.

Connie touched her head in embarrassment and said, "Jocelyn, congratulations, you're great. You're the most amazing girl I've ever seen."

Jocelyn smiled, "You guys are too much, in fact, it's not my work alone."

It's just that Ghost Face won't let much be said about it.

So, she can't say.

After saying that, Jocelyn added, "Thank you very much, for preparing this for me, I really like it and am very touched."

Connie, "No need to be polite, it's all due, you say it's not your work alone, then who else is researching the life returning pill?"

Connie, "That's good to know that you and the babies are getting better and better."

So she took all those drugs for nothing, right?

Jocelyn is unaffected.

The babied are even more okay?

Why, then, is Allen's situation, however, deteriorating?

Could it be that Jocelyn's drug tolerance, which is stronger, needs to be increased?

It seems then that one pearl of condensation, in future, will not be enough.

Two are required.

Thinking of this, Connie subconsciously clenched her fists, her expression was indescribably complicated.

"Connie, go to the kitchen to see if what you have cooked is ready, if it is, bring it out, let's eat dinner." Allen added.

Connie nodded, hiding her mixed emotions, and took a brisk step into the kitchen.

And then from inside the pendant around her neck, took out a transparent condensed bead, squeezed it, and dropped the liquid inside into the pot of sugar bird's nest.

All the movements, in one go, took no more than three seconds.

Three seconds later, she washed her hands, and then put on her insulated gloves and opened the white casserole that was already boiling and snapping on the stove.

Inside the casserole, the meat is simmering.

Reddish in colour and full-bodied in flavour.

She casually inserted a fork into the pancetta, checking the softness of the meat.