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Chapter 235 It Was a Mess at Home
Chapter 235 It Was a Mess at Home
Joey shook her head again with determined eyes, “No, I won’t change my mind. Never!”
There was no turning back now. She would never change her mind after she had decided to come back
home after reading the profile Fiona had sent her.
Philip was about to say something when his phone suddenly rang. He frowned at the caller ID.
Joey paused when she noticed Philip’s unusual reaction, “Is it him?”
She was referring to Allen, of course.
She had deliberately offered to share a room with Philip, while Allen would never allow it to happen.
Joey was afraid that he was mad.
Philip shrugged and nodded, “You’re right.”
He had to admit that Joey was really getting smarter now. But she had chosen not to show it because
she didn’t think it was necessary.
“Just ignore him!” Joey said with a straight face. He could be as furious as he wanted, but there was
nothing he could do about it. It would be exactly what she had hoped for.
She got up and went to the bathroom. After a long day on the plane, she now desperately needed a
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However, she was totally distracted during the shower.
In the Reston Hotel, all the decorations and furnishings had remained exactly the same as several
years ago when she had met Allen for the first time in this very room. She had instantly recognized the
bathroom and the bedroom where every detail was the same as before. She couldn’t help recalling how
passionate she and Allen had been right here…
Allen was so gentle, while she was very awkward.
They were perfect together.
They were so happy back then, as if they were the only two left in the world and all they could think of
was one another.
But now…
So many things had happened since then. Things had changed and they would never get back
together again.
How great it would be if time could have stopped at the moment when they first met each other.
Joey slept very badly in the afternoon. Curling up in the huge bed that had brought her so many fond
memories, she found it difficult to breathe in her sleep.
Philip was lying on the sofa in the living room.
Although Joey had offered to share a room with him, Philip knew she was doing it to irritate Allen, and
his role in this was nothing more than a sword she used to hurt Allen.
Even if he knew her intention, he was happy to help her and he wouldn’t cause her any trouble. He had
chosen to lie on the sofa alone rather than going into her bedroom.
He firmly believed that one day she could see that he had always been there for her.
Meanwhile, Allen had been standing outside the door of Room 518 the whole time. He wanted to knock
on her door for many times, and he had even thought of breaking in. But he was afraid that he would
see what he didn’t want to see inside the room.
It was the place where he had first met Joey. He had lost so much that he couldn’t afford to ruin any of
their beautiful memories. He hesitated for a long time at the door.
He waited at the door all day and all night, but neither Joey nor Philip ever opened the door. He had
been waiting at the door from noon to the next morning. He had stayed awake the whole night, and his
eyes were red and tired.
Of course Joey knew all this, which was why she hadn’t gone out. She wanted to see how long he
could stand at her door. It turned out that he was far more persistent than she had imagined.
However, Yolanda had turned the Charles’ family into a mess because Allen had stayed out all night.
All the servants were punished for no reason.
At the breakfast table, the three-year-old Lillian accidentally choked on her milk. The little girl’s face
flushed and she coughed, which immediately drew the Yolanda’s wrath. She even picked up her
daughter and spanked the little girl’s bottom.
She was taking all her anger out on her innocent three-year-old daughter who immediately burst into
tears with fear and pain.
As the child’s grandmother, Paige Charles couldn’t stand it anymore. She rushed forward and snatched
the little girl from Yolanda, “What’s wrong with you? What did she do wrong that you’ve beaten her like
that? It’s said when parents hit their children, they feel the pain in their own hearts. Lillian is only three
years old. How dare you beat her up? What a cruel mother!”