C1 His Beloved Daughter!

At around 10 PM, Jolene returned to the cold house and looked at the shoe cabinet. The pair of men's slippers seemed to have been covered in dust and lay quietly in the corner, silently telling her how long it had been since her owner had used it.

Jolene leaned her tired body against the sofa and pressed the remote control. The TV immediately switched to a piece of gossip news. Without a doubt, the news was about her husband, Sawyer, who had been married to her for three years. He was the most influential figure in the business world of the province. He had also been photographed in a hotel with a certain woman. All of them were taken in close-ups.

She frowned and pressed her chest. Jolene could only see her husband, who had been fooling around with women, in this kind of gossip report.

The reporter stopped Sawyer and the woman and asked, "Director Oldfield, why did you meet Miss Seymour in such a high-profile manner? Are you sure about your relationship?"

Sawyer smiled at the reporter. "Do I need to confirm it? Didn't you guys already say it?"

All the reporters gasped. The sexy smile on his lips was really enchanting, but the words he said were extremely arrogant.

"Then, Director Oldfield, when do you plan to pull Miss Seymour out?" a reporter asked in a very professional manner.

"Well, I have to go back and discuss it with her."

Orionna, who was almost half-naked in Sawyer's arms, immediately laughed out loud when she heard this. The two of them ignored the reporters and the cameras and looked at each other deeply, as if they were in love.

A very discerning reporter quickly pointed the microphone at her and asked, "Miss Seymour, may I ask if you will accept Director Oldfield's proposal?"

"Of course, I am one hundred percent willing," Orionna said without thinking. She emphasized the word "willing" with her soft voice, then turned her head to face the camera with a face full of joy.

Jolene narrowed her eyes. Her smile was so piercing that it made her feel like Orionna was showing off to her on the screen. Look, I am the beloved one!

"Then what will Director Oldfield propose to Miss Seymour? Will it be a grand and extravagant scene or a low-profile and warm one?"

Sawyer looked down at Orionna and then glanced at the reporter. He smiled and said, "Then it must be kept a secret. Otherwise, it won't be a surprise."

As soon as he said that, the entire scene went into an uproar. The reporters also seemed to be encouraged, and they asked all kinds of questions. However, Sawyer had already tightly hugged Orionna and left the car with the security guards.

At this time, Mrs. Oldfield was sitting in front of the television, watching this seemingly loving yet absurd report.

Heh, if he wanted to propose to Orionna, then what did she count as? In the three years since they met, he had never even touched her. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a fake name.

They had been married for a few years, but they were still like strangers.

Suddenly, Jolene pressed the switch in annoyance and stood up to take a shower, but she accidentally knocked over the photo frame on the table.

Jolene was stunned for half a second before she squatted down nervously. Without thinking, she grabbed the photo under the glass and instantly felt a sharp pain in her hand. She knew that she had been stabbed, but she ignored it and used her sleeves to frantically wipe the photo. Only when she was sure that the photo of three years ago, Sawyer, was not damaged did she relax.

At this moment, the blood on her finger was flowing non-stop. Suddenly, a feeling of sorrow overwhelmed her, and she was instantly defeated. Tears flowed down her face like a fountain, dripping onto her hand and mixing with the blood.

It was as if her strength had also flowed away. Jolene fell to the ground powerlessly, and in her tears, she saw the smiling Sawyer in the photo.

After an unknown period of time, Jolene finally woke up from her consciousness. She did not even bother to clean her wounds and stumbled into the bathroom.

When the cold water splashed onto her body, Jolene shuddered, and her consciousness finally woke up. The pain in her fingers was unbearable.

She could not help but laugh at herself. What was there to be sad about? Wasn't it the same every day?

In the past few years, hadn't she been like this?

She knew that she was in pain. She knew that she had to deal with her injuries. How many times had she come here like this? Jolene was used to it. It was just that she was too tired today, so she thought of many things from the past. That was why she was so sad!

Jolene was busy bandaging herself as she tried to find a reason to comfort herself. Heh, she was bored, so she just told herself.

The night was destined to be long and sleepless.

He had to face what he had to face. Jolene picked up her phone and dialed the number she was most familiar with. After a long wait, the call connected.

"Hey, are you looking for Sawyer?" The sweet voice of the woman with a lazy tone that had just woken up entered Jolene's ears. It was Orionna's voice.

"Yes, can you please ask him to answer the phone?" Jolene's eyes flashed as she tried her best to speak as calmly as possible.

"Oh, it's Jolene, but Sawyer can't listen to your phone. He was too tired last night and is still sleeping soundly. My waist, hiss, is sore and painful."

Anyone could tell what had happened between the two of them last night.

"Then, can you help me tell him that when he wakes up, tell him to reply to me?" Jolene's heart tightened, but she had no choice but to ask in a low voice.

"Jolene, it's not my problem. Didn't you see the news yesterday? Do you really think he will reply to your phone?" The tone of the voice on the phone was obviously mocking.