After stuffing all her luggage into the car, Alice drove back to her single apartment. Fortunately, she
didn't live with her parents. Otherwise, her father would make a scene if he knew it.
On the way, Alice was not in a good mood. To be exact, she was in a bad mood. Alice didn't know what
tricks Sara had used to make Jacob like this. She couldn't figure it out. There were still many things
that she couldn't figure out, such as why Jacob suddenly didn't love her.
The most terrible thing for a person was not to lose everything, but to get and then lose. When she had
nothing, she could still be calm. And once she got it, she was afraid of losing.
Alice focused all her attention on Jacob, but now she felt empty in her heart. Nothing was more painful
than being lovelorn. If she did, she had been lovelorn for two times.
Alice slowly took her luggage back to the single apartment. Fortunately, no one knew her here.
Fortunately, her embarrassment wouldnot be found by others.
Jacob's heartless words kept flashing through Alice's mind. Some one could make people feel at ease
even if he stood there; some one could make people feel insecure even if they held hands. The lack of
security made her feel as cold as falling into an ice cave.
The most unpredictable thing was the relationship between two people. When it came to love, it was
about the interaction between two. Alice sat on the sofa in a fret. She had just left the apartment for a
few months, but now she was evicted to come back.
Alice felt depressed with a gloomy face. Of course, she couldn't tell these things to her friends. Others
would only laugh at her. Moreover, she knew what those people thought. Everyone flattered her before
because she was Jacob's girlfriend, but now...
Alice took a deep breath and felt hard to breathe. Humph, she would never let Jacob and Sara live a
good life. Even a wild geese left traces, how could she accept to leave silently.
Sara's father didn't come back till Bess sent Sara home. His father had been busy all his life and
couldn't leave the company. Besides, he trusted no others except himself. Sara understood her father.
After helping to take the luggage upstairs, Bess slumped into the sofa. Sara bought too many things.
"Sara, what have you bought? Your luggage is so heavy." Bess rolled her eyes, out of breath.
"I just bought some snacks. And handcraft works. I'll give you a gift later. " As Sara spoke, she pushed
her luggage into the bedroom.
When she came out, she was holding a crystal handcraft and a relief. "Come on, these are for you and
Noah. You can choose one first, and then give the other to him."
Bess's eyes lit up as she looked at the work of art in Sara's hand. "Sure enough, it's Sara. Your taste is
almost as good as mine." Jack rolling her eyes at Bess, Sara said, "Forget it. I can only buy these with
my poor taste. By the way, I also bought Italy style sausages. I guess they will arrive in a few days. I
will give you some then. You can take them back and ask the chef to cook them."
"Okay. Then I will have a reason to invite Noah back for dinner. " Bess blushed.
"Wow, you two are about to meet each other's parents, it's so soon... Good. I think. Noah is a good
man. Seize the opportunity," said Sara in a playful tone, looking at Bess.
"All right, all right. I'll also invite you then. If Jacob gets better, I'll invite him. But if you don't want to, I
won't invite him." The serious look on Bess's face made Sara feel melancholy.
"I don't have a deep grudge against him. It's okay if I can't be his girlfriend, although I don't have a
friend like him." Sara put a serious look on her face.
"Ha ha, I find that you have changed, Sara. There must be no one to tell you so." Bess smiled.
"Well, is that so? I have always been like this, haven't I?" Taking two bottles of juice from the fridge and
handing one to Bess, Sara opened it and took a sip. Thens he sat down on the sofa, next to Bess.
The scene looked very harmonious. Bess took the juice and took a big sip. She was really tired just
now.
"When are you going to marry Noah?" Bess was caught off guard when she heard what Sara said. She
took a sip of juice and sprayed it on the tea table.
Shrugging helplessly, Sara took out the tissue on the table and wiped the tea table.
"It's still early. But I want to get married. I don't know what he is thinking." Bess didn't expect to discuss
this topic so soon.
"I think it will be soon." With a smile, Sara glanced at Bess.
"If you want to get married, then do it. Anyway, I won't stay single all my life." Bess said indifferently,
trying to muddle through.
Fortunately, Sara didn't mention it any more. Everyone had different feelings for the same thing. In
terms of marriage, what Bess saw was happiness, and at present, what Sara felt the most was pain.
Pain and happiness always followed her, but in Sara's heart, she really hoped that Bess could find her
own happiness. Moreover, some people's marriage and their husbands were the envy of others.
After watching TV in the living room for a while with Bess, Sara got up and went to the kitchen to cook.
Bess was eating chips while watching the show. She squinted at the man in the TV.
Bess seldom watched such kind of show, but people always wanted to understand when they had it.
After watching for a while, Bess felt bored and turned to HNTV. She really couldn't stand the man just
now. He had poor hairstyle, but he said that he wanted to find a rich woman!
Of course, Bess was patient. After all, there were some people who were not good-looking but had
deep intension, far more than ordinary people. But Bess didn't find any advantages of that man after
she watched the show. Bored, Bess had to change channels.
Indeed, soap operas could only kill time when they were bored. Watching the program Happy Camp
broadcast by HNTV, Bess felt it was not funny. As she grew older, what she wanted to see was
something deeper. She didn't want to laugh it off or be at a loss. Or was it a trick that she had been
used to and a repeated entertainment spot.
Bess liked to watch some movies with high comments when she was bored. Although she was very
busy, she always found time to relax herself. She was watching the chaos in the entertainment
program. The voice of Sara came to her ears.
"Bess, I have run out of salt. Can you help me go downstairs to the convenience store to buy a bag?"
With her head tilted to one side, Sara shouted at the kitchen door to Bess.
"Okay." Bess replied briskly. She finally had something to do.
Bess went downstairs quickly. On her way back, she met a poor cat at the gate of the community. It
was said that the cat mother would abandon the cat when kitten grew up.
Bess hesitated for a while and picked up the kitten.
Sara saw Bess held a kitten in her right hand and handed herself a bag of salt with her left hand.
"Where did you get the kitten?" Looking back at the soup in the pot, Sara
asked.
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