My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 681 Arsonist

Tom, along with a group of men in black, were the first to get off the plane.

Afterwards, Noah also got off the plane.

Without waiting for Jocelyn to get off the plane by herself, Noah pulled open the cabin door for her and carried her out of the cabin.

The Jocelyn in his arms was, in contrast, in a much more messy state.

Her body was covered in bruises.

Her clothes were dirty.

She looked ashen and grimy.

While many people were paying attention to Noah, they would also unconsciously look at Jocelyn.

When they saw Jocelyn's body full of wounds, everyone was shocked.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Noah strode, leading Jocelyn directly into the interior of the hospital.

A large group of men in black, together with Tom, continued to follow the two of them with serious faces.

Jocelyn originally did not like the idea of Noah walking in front of people, holding herself horizontally like this.

But at this moment, she was physically and mentally exhausted.

When Jocelyn had her wounds treated in the surgical emergency room, Noah asked the nurse for a clean set of hospital gown.

After she changed into it, Noah carried her for a physical examination to make sure she was okay before carrying her back to the fighter.

The plane was directly on the flat ground in front of the hospital, so that the fighter jet rose into mid-air.

After the plane disappeared from sight, the world was abuzz with excitement.

"Noah actually knows how to fly a fighter jet. My goodness. This is too handsome, right?"

"What's wrong with Jocelyn? Why is she like that?"

"Couldn't she have gotten hurt in that big bombing just now, right?"

"Was Jocelyn there? What gives Noah the right to fly a fighter jet?"

"Here in Noah, there's no credentials, just because he's the head of Griffin Group, okay?"

On the plane, Jocelyn was still immersed in intense grief.

She thought that she would probably never be able to forget in her life what she had experienced today.

At this moment, in silence, she even began to resist asking herself.

If she hadn't come to the auction today, would all this have been avoided?

No.

That master had the intention of killing her.

If not tonight, then at some other time in the future.

As long as she lived, something like this would happen anytime, anywhere.

She even, too, began to fear it more.

She did not dare to think that if she were to go through another, such an event, she would simply go crazy.

So, she had to find this master in a hurry.

Put an end to all this.

A few minutes later, the fighter jet came to a halt on the flat ground in front of their family villa.

Noah carried Jocelyn directly and walked into the house.

Carefully, he set her down on on the sofa.

Jocelyn's eyes were hollow and completely soulless.

He carefully sat beside her, with a serious face, clutching her hands, softly soothing, "Jocelyn, all this really has nothing to do with you. Don't be sad."

"But this is all because of me. How can I stay calm?" The more Jocelyn said, the harder it was, mentally, already on the verge of collapse.

"This is all to blame that murderer, not you, it's him who is perverted." Noah once again comforted.

Jocelyn powerlessly closed his eyes, took a long sigh and said, "I know. It's all his fault, but I can't stop not blaming myself."

"I understand, but, Jocelyn, it won't help if you're upset like this."

"I know, let's make up for those who are implicated, okay?"

"Okay, we'll make up for it however you want, all according to you, okay?"

Jocelyn nodded feebly.

"Jocelyn, as long as you can be happy, I am willing to do anything." He added.

"Honey, you go up and take a shower, don't catch a cold." Jocelyn said with concern.

"I'll stay with you."

"I'm fine. I just need some rest."

"No, I'll stay with you."

His words once again warmed Jocelyn's heart.

Just at this time, both of their mobile phones vibrated at the same time.