Chapter 697


    "Still, the more I think about how he doesn''t want me, the better I need to live. I just want him to


    know that I''m doing well. Even without him, I''m perfectly fine," Josephine muttered.


    The duo’s response to a breakup could not be more different. Josephine was the type to carry the


    pain herself, hiding it behind the facade of living happily.


    She would suffer to keep her dignity intact.


    Angeline, though, perhaps it was because she trusted the rtionship enough that she did not


    believe Jay n o longer loved her. She was set on doing anything if it meant tearing down Jay''s


    facade.


    However, should Angeline''s deep trust for the rtionship break, she would suffer damage way


    worse than Josephine''s.


    Angeline was the type to love without reserves.


    "I won''t give up on your brother, Josephine. Not until myst breath,” she stated with determination


    as she lied on the sofa, her eyes staring nkly at the ceiling.


    Unable to change Angeline’s mind, Josephine could only follow her flow. "Not even a hunger strike


    worked, Sis Angeline. What else do you have up your sleeve?"


    Angeline shot up from the sofa, a sly spark shing in


    her eyes. "I have to find a few god-leveled wingmen."


    It dawned on Josephine. "You mean Baby Robbie and the two?"


    Angeline nodded.


    At Diary Of A Garden.


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    Josephine and Angeline hailed a ride to Diary Of A Garden. Seeing the price, Josie sighed silently.


    Angeline knew money was a sensitive topic to Josie, for she had to live frugally now that she had


    neither the Ares family''s financial backup nor a new source of ie.


    Angeline sighed next as she stared at the long highway between Diary Of A Garden and Imperial


    Capital.


    "Why do rich families just like to build their vis in rural areas? Has the thought of how much a car


    ride would cost never cross their minds?"


    Josephineughed humorlessly. "We’re but rich daughters who have lost their wealth. It''s because


    we’re penniless that we worry about transportation fares. In all their bourgeoisie fashion, I can


    assure you the thought of money doesn''t cross their minds when they spend it."


    Angeline sighed again. "What a sad love story between the bourgeoisie and the proletarians. Wait


    no, the actual sad love story is us, the proletarians, trying to woo them, the bourgeoisie."


    Angeline pulled out a diamond card from her bag and handed it to Josephine. "This is a card your


    brother gave me. If you won''t use the money, then I will. Hold o n to it and take everything out from


    it tomorrow. TH chase him with his money. I refuse to believe he doesn''t love his own money."


    Josephine took over the card and murmured, "You''d think he''ll cancel the card already with how


    ruthlessly my brother’s treating you this time."


    Angeline’s expression froze. "If he’d go to such an extent... I’ll..." She bit her lip. It was all or nothing.


    "I’ll take my kids and run away. He can die alone.”


    "Aunty!" Baby Zetty called sweetly as she poked her head out of the balcony on the second floor.


    Seeing Baby Zetty, both Josephine and Angeline were ted.


    "Zetty!”


    The two walked toward the carved front gates of Diary Of A Garden. Upon approaching, they


    realized that the doors were locked. They could not enter.


    Zetty and Jenson dashed toward the door.


    "Open the door,” Josephine requested.


    Seeing Angeline, Jenson tensed. His expression darkened slightly as he interrogated, "Where have


    you been these few days? Why didn’t youe back?"


    Angeline’s eyes were filled with tears. "I couldn''te


    back, Jens. Your daddy doesn''t want me anymore.”


    Robbie and Zetty stared sympathetically at Angeline. Robbie replied, "If Daddy doesn’t want you


    anymore, Miss Care Worker, then you should go back to where you came from."


    Zetty nodded. "I''m grateful for you."