Chapter 5
The cheers by the pool interrupted their conversation.
Miranda took off her bathrobe, revealing her beautiful and curvaceous figure.
“Since that’s the case, then I will go and build a good relationship with Trevor.”
She said meaningfully and walked barefoot towards the swimming pool.
As soon as Miranda saw Trevor, she immediately threw herself into his arms. Jocelynn, instinctively, stood up and walked straight towards the club’s entrance.
She could force herself to remain calm, but it didn’t mean she could witness her boyfriend being ambiguous with other women.
Just as they had left, Trevor’s anxious shout came from behind.
“Jocelynn, where were you going?”
Jocelynn didn’t stop and said, “I’m feeling a bit unwell, I’m going home first.”
Trevor quickly said, “Then I will also go home to take care of you. Wait for me to change my clothes.”
Saying that he prepared to walk towards the changing room.
Miranda chased after him and said, “Senior brother, you can’t leave. Everyone came here today for you. What will we do if you go?”
Trevor furrowed his brow, hesitating for a moment.
Jocelynn looked at him like this and tugged at the corner of her mouth, “I’ll just take a taxi back by myself, don’t let her be disappointed.”
After saying that, she didn’t care about Trevor’s thoughts and directly took a taxi and left.
As Jocelynn watched the scenery outside the window swiftly recede, her eyes instantly turned red and her eyelashes became damp.
In this game of love, she had to learn to cut her losses in time.
When Jocelynn got home, she did only one thing – continued to clean up her luggage.
The things that were thrown away last time were just the tip of the iceberg. There are still too many traces of her in this house.
She wanted to clean everything bit by bit, leaving no trace of anything related to herself.
Even if it’s just a piece of clothing or a strand of hair.
Jocelynn gave Trevor the opportunity, whether it was her background or gracefully saying goodbye.
Since he didn’t cherish it, there was no need for me to reminisce.
True departures are never grandiose.
Jocelynn was busy until late at night, and Trevor didn’t come home.
She picked up her phone opened WhatsApp, and saw that Miranda had sent a photo.
In the photo, champagne was spraying high, and Miranda, wearing a bikini, was hanging on Trevor like an octopus, laughing coquettishly and brightly.
The ambiguous posture of the two made Jocelynn’s heart grow cold.
She thought she wouldn’t feel pain anymore, but Trevor always managed to make her hurt again and again.
Jocelynn put down her phone and went to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face, trying to calm herself down.
Looking up at the mirror again, she instinctively glanced at the bottom left corner, where there was a line of text written in lipstick.
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“Trevor always loved Jocelynn’s baby.”
Suddenly, the emotions she had been suppressing for a long time finally erupted, and she couldn’t help but burst into tears.
Not for Trevor, but for my four–year–long youth, I feel sad.
That man, whether at school or home, always expressed his love to her in a flamboyant and high–profile manner.
He wished the whole world knew that Jocelynn was Trevor’s beloved baby.
The only baby.
But now, the love words written with lipstick are still bright and passionate, but people’s hearts have already changed.
The once unabashedly flaunted love has now turned into thorns piercing Jocelynn’s heart.
She tried hard to calm down, but she couldn’t stay calm. It hurt, her heart hurt, who would come and save her?
It was one o’clock in the morning.
The door lock made a sound, and Trevor walked in unsteadily.
Jocelynn, sitting on the sofa, did not get up as she looked at the lipstick stain on his collar.
“Baby, why haven’t you slept yet? Are you waiting for me to come back?”
Trevor walked over to the edge of the sofa and sat down, leaning against Jocelynn.
“I knew that you couldn’t sleep when I wasn’t at home, so I hurried back home specifically to accompany you to sleep…”
Trevor’s words were slurred, and his gaze towards her was filled with deep affection.
But if he could be a little more serious, a little more attentive, he would notice that Jocelynn’s eyes had already turned red from crying.
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