Female Novel
Chapter 281
Chapter 281 He Is My Husband
When Neera heard what Joanna had just said, she almost cackled.
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Joanna was really trying to garner as much attention as she could, and she was not even trying to hide
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Was she worried that Jean would not acknowledge her after all she had done?
It seemed that Joanna was a scheming woman.
Joanna was not able to change Jean’s mind, so she decided to make Wrenn side with her. Joanna was
trying to present her likable side so that Wrenn would acknowledge her.
At the same time, Wrenn was someone who valued nostalgia. She immediately spoke up for Joanna.
“That’s right, Joanna is not really an outsider at all. She is an understanding girl who takes good care of
me. With her by my side, I feel more relieved. I shouldn’t bother Neera about something so trivial either
. She should just focus on treating you.”
Wrenn smiled amiably at Jean. “As long as you can fully recover, I would be more than happy. My situa
tion is really nothing!”
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Jean
knew that Wrenn always cared for him. He pursed his lips and replied, “I am feeling alright lately. The si
ckness hasn’t relapsed lately, and I feel much more energized. My appetite has returned too.”
Wrenn knew that he was speaking the truth after inspecting the color of his face. She put on a satisfact
ory
smile.
“It’s great to hear that. I won’t need to worry too much about you anymore.”
Wrenn turned to Neera and thanked her.
“I really want to thank you for taking care of Jean all this while. Thank you for your hard work.”
Neera smiled wryly and replied, “You’re being too ceremonious. We are family, and Jean is my husban
d. I’m just doing what I am supposed to.”
When Joanna heard that, she froze.
What does Neera mean? Why is she addressing Jean’s mother as if she is talking to her own mother?
Also, she just said that Jean was her husband!
What did that mean? Could it be…?
A bad feeling rose in her. She found
herself unable to breathe steadily, and she could not suppress her curiosity.
“Madam, what did she mean by that? Why is this woman addressing you like that? Are Mr. Beauvort an
d her…”
Wrenn looked quite surprised. She said, “What, you don’t know? Neera is my daughter–in–
law now. She’s Jean’s wife.”
Joanna felt a huge lightning strike coming down on her. She was not able to utter a word for some time.
How can that be?
How can Jean marry Neera? How did things turn out like this?
How can Jean marry Neera? How did things turn out like this?
She was not able to accept this at all. She stared at everyone incredulously, as if something was weighi
ng down on her. Her breathing was getting ragged.
Nevertheless, the truth was staring at her. Jean did not deny it, and
there was no way Wrenn would lie either.
Despite how unbelievable it sounded, Joanna had to accept that Jean really married Neera to make her
his wife!
A huge sense of jealousy slowly overwhelmed her. She was clenching her fists so hard that her fingern
ails were digging into her palms.
Why was Neera the one who became Mrs. Beauvort?
Joanna had been waiting patiently by Jean’s side, yet her dream would never come true anymore.
How could Neera take away what was hers in the first place? How could Neera easily capture
what seemed like a far–fetched dream for her?
Jean was an extraordinary man whom she revered. How could a b*tch like Neera be with him?
As all sorts of emotions clashed inside her, Wrenn said,
“Alright, all of you, go to sleep. I will be fine in no time.”
Wrenn looked quite tired. Jean nodded and covered her with a blanket. Then, she left with Neera.
Joanna, who was about to be left behind, clenched her fists and followed them vehemently.
When they were downstairs, Jean finally talked to Joanna for the first time.
“Thank you for taking care of my mother.”
However, his expression was so distant, even when he was thanking her.
Joanna gritted her teeth and forced a smile.
“Mr. Beauvort, don’t thank me. Given our relationship, this is what I should do.”
Jean frowned when he heard how she had phrased her sentence, but he did not want to argue with her
. He turned to Neéra.
“Let’s go. I’ll send you to work.”
Neera stole a look at Joanna and easily saw how jealous she was. However, she did not mind it one bit
as she left with Jean.
Joanna watched the two of them leave, and her face darkened.
There was no one around her now. She took out a little bottle that contained a white powder of some so
rt. A malicious look appeared on her face,