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Chapter: 779
Upon reaching her apartment, she slid off her jacket, placing it on its hook, and switched
into cozy slippers.
Jennie was still up, engrossed in watching cartoons on the couch.
Seeing Sabrina, she remarked in a daze, “Aunt Sabrina, you look so beautiful today!”
Sabrina approached, giving Jennie’s cheek a playful pinch. “ALL cleaned up for bed?”
“Yes!” Jennie responded with a nod.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Alright, it’s time to sleep. Go to bed, and I‘1l join you in a moment.”
“Sure thing.”
The little girl, obedient as ever, set her tablet aside and scampered off in her cozy
pajamas.
Sabrina indulged in a relaxing shower and dried her hair. Settling into bed, she
absentmindedly checked her phone and spotted a message from Trevor. “Made it home.”
She responded with a smiling emoji, setting her phone aside before settling in.
Snuggling up to her, Jennie remarked, “You looked so beautiful today, Aunt Sabrina. You
and Uncle would make such a dreamy couple!”
Taking a deep breath, Sabrina questioned, “Jennie, do you Like me for me or because you
hope I’ll be with your uncle?”
“I adore you just for being you!” Jennie’s eyes sparkled. “But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t
love you to be my uncle’s wife.”
“If you genuinely care for me, stop talking about your uncle. We won’t ever be a couple.
And if you bring it up again, I’ll resent both you and him. Got it?”
Jennie’s cheerful demeanor vanished instantly. Her expressions morphed rapidly from
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmunderstanding to concern, then to dread. Tentatively, she inquired, “Do you really despise
my uncle that much?”
“Yes, very much.”
Clutching Sabrina‘’s arm tightly, the little girl murmured, “Alright. I promise not to bring
him up again.”
Deep down, Jennie felt a pang of sadness.
Tyrone was really useless.
Was he truly ready to move on?
Was Sabrina going to marry Trevor?
How could that man ever be worthy of her?