My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 867 Panic!

Speaking of which, people feel even more solid.

For a moment, everyone was lemon-crazed beyond words.

Joseph's ashes had been interred in the Stewart family cemetery.

Joseph has completely and utterly disappeared from this world.

When Jocelyn walked into the office, she saw the news that Joseph had been buried.

She still only glanced faintly at it.

And then it was to call all the departments of the company to a meeting in the conference room.

Because of the need to accompany Allen to dinner, in the evening, Jocelyn left work early.

It's freezing outside.

The snow continued to fall for the whole day.

Sanitation workers throughout Flento City are busy.

After work, she first went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients for the hotpot.

After that, he called Noah to inform him that she was going to her father's for dinner.

After the phone call, she took her things and led the way into the Murphy's.

The warm interior is heated to thirty degrees.

In such a cold winter, the moment she walks into a heated room, Jocelyn always has the illusion of having traveled from winter to summer.

After taking off the coat she was wearing, she carried her things and went into the living room.

At this moment, Allen was carefully applying medicine to Connie's fingertips.

With one hand, he gently squeezed Connie's wrist.

With the other hand, he carefully applied ointment to the top of the red and swollen index finger.

In order to make Connie more comfortable, he even used his mouth.

At this point, he had been blowing air into her wound with his mouth.

Seeing such a picture, Jocelyn immediately stepped forward, casually put the bag aside, put a large bag of things bought from the supermarket, put it on the floor, looked at Connie and asked, "What's wrong?" "Oh, I just accidentally burned myself." Connie said, "when I was cooking the hot pot, I accidentally got burned."

With those words, Connie then placed her gaze directly on Allen's face.

At this moment, Allen's movements and eyes were tender to the extreme.

Such tenderness, for a moment, made her lose her concentration.

Just as, she put her emotions back to normal.

"Be careful next time." said Jocelyn.

In her father's movements, she saw of his concern for Connie.

She wasn't jealous.

As long as her father is happy and Connie does as she is told, anything is okay.

"I bought some ingredients, I'll take them to the kitchen and have the maid clean them."

After saying that, Jocelyn went straight into the kitchen.

And at that moment, Allen was just about to apply the ointment for Connie.

Connie looked at Allen tenderly and said, "Thank you, Allen."

She then followed Jocelyn directly and into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, the chef is busy preparing the stuff for the hotpot.

At this time the chef is washing the various ingredients.

On the stove, three pots are steaming all the time.

A frying pan tumbles with a hot, red soup.

In the other frying pan, there is a tumbling white bone broth.

Next to it was a, casserole, which was, at the moment, tumbling with heat.

The casserole was covered with a lid Jocelyn did not know, what was inside.

Smelling it, she felt it should be ginseng and chicken soup or something like that.

Connie helped Jocelyn put the things on the floor, and then she took Jocelyn's hand and walked to the front of the casserole, "I specially stewed ginseng chicken soup for you, you can try it."

"It's delicious." Connie added.

At this point, her heart is: spiked ginseng chicken soup, you must drink more.

Jocelyn smiled, "Okay."

"Miss Murphy. Well, Jocelyn, you're pregnant and it's hard, isn't it?" Connie asked.

"It's okay, not much of a reaction these days, I can eat and sleep and drink." Jocelyn said truthfully.

Connie secretly clenched her fist, "So, there is no uncomfortable feeling? I've heard that many pregnant women are uncomfortable when they are pregnant."

Jocelyn shook her head, "I did at the beginning of my pregnancy, but in this period, it's completely gone, not only that, but I'm back to having as much energy and a better appetite as I had before I got pregnant."

Hearing this, Connie once again secretly clenched her fist.

How is it possible?

For a while now, Jocelyn has been eating breakfast at home every day.

Every morning, she would cook for Jocelyn a bird's nest with rock sugar with added ingredients.

Each time, Jocelyn managed to drink it all.

How could she, after all this time, not react at all?

This is really not normal.

Just to let Jocelyn see her abnormality, she stopped thinking and then opened the lid of the casserole and presented the ginseng chicken soup, which was gurgling and rolling in the pot, in front of Jocelyn. The moment the lid was opened, the rich aroma of milk mixed with chicken soup immediately made Jocelyn's appetite.

"I'll do it myself, you've got an injured hand, so don't work on it."

Jocelyn then took three soup bowls directly to herself, and afterwards took a soup spoon and served three bowls of chicken soup.

Once it was ready she placed the contents on a dinner plate, and then found three spoons, placed them in separate bowls and carried them directly to the living room.

It was placed in front of Allen.

Looking at the ginseng chicken soup stewed by Connie's own hands, Allen felt happy inside.

Since Connie entered the family, the family has become more popular than before.

"Have a sip of chicken soup to warm your stomach, Dad." said Jocelyn.

With those words, she sat down on Allen's left hand side and carefully brought a bowl of chicken soup to Allen.

And immediately afterwards, she placed another bowl of chicken soup on Allen's right hand side.

Seeing this, Connie immediately sat down at Allen's right hand side and smiled, "You guys drink it, I can't eat ginseng."

Jocelyn nodded gently, and then helped herself to the ginseng chicken soup.

Jocelyn loved the chicken soup stewed by Connie.

No seasoning is added, it's all about the freshness of the food itself.

Combined with the heat of the stew, which is always just right, the taste is superb.

Although, she did not like Connie.

But she still likes what Connie makes.

The two soon drained their own bowls of chicken soup.

And Allen was still not satisfied, so he drank the one that belonged to Connie together.

It was at this time that the doorbell rang.

Jocelyn knew that it must be Noah coming.

She then took the lead and stood up, before walking to the door visual doorbell and glancing at.

The image on the display panel soon had the bottom of her eyes stained with horror.

She instantly took a subconscious step back and then took a deep breath.

Her heartbeat was fast to the core.