Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1218: Love Hurts the Most

"These matters are handled by legal advisors. The main issue is Dr. Shelby doesn’t have time to accompany Jocelyn, but which girl doesn’t need companionship?"

Finn Morgan replied, "That’s Jocelyn Morgan’s own business, her own choice. She’s an adult now and should be responsible for her actions."

"Dr. Shelby is a very good person," Hailey Hale added. "Doctors are very attentive, kind, and warm. Perhaps that’s the feeling Jocelyn is looking for."

In any case, everyone would end up respecting Jocelyn Morgan’s own choice in this matter.

After all, emotions aren’t like other things.

Nighttime.

Trevor, dressed in a black shirt, sat in his study at his villa, holding a remote video conference with the executives of the branch office.

He spoke in French throughout, his manner elegant, calm, and wise.

He communicated with everyone calmly, going over each issue one by one.

From time to time, the people in the video took notes, listening intently to his speech and occasionally nodding in agreement.

"It’s getting late, let’s end today’s meeting here. Please come up with a plan within a week. Thank you for your hard work." Trevor’s French was quite pleasant, fluent, and standard.

"Mr. Trevino, please take care and get some rest." The executives on the other side were also very polite, being French, they held him in high regard.

The video conference ended, and he closed his laptop.

Trevor got up and returned to the master bedroom, not turning on the main light, using the moonlight and the warm glow of the night light to make his way to the terrace.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing through his hair.

Trevor placed his hands on the railing, gazing at the deep night sky. His tall silhouette seemed a bit lonely and desolate.

Among all the characters in the world, it’s truly the word ’emotion’ that hurts the most.

At the Morgan family, in a certain bedroom upstairs.

Jocelyn Morgan had just finished showering, and as she dried her hair with a towel, she flipped through her phone and walked towards the sofa.

Suddenly, she inadvertently saw a news headline and couldn’t help but stop in her tracks!

What?

Trevor has taken over The Dalton Group and become the president?

Wow!

The support seems substantial!

The comments section held high opinions of this knowledgeable, wise, and responsible young man, and even the company’s internal executives respected him.

His identity was also revealed.

"Excellent." Jocelyn Morgan sat down on the sofa, curling up her legs, and seriously read through the news.

It was topping the trending searches.

As a friend, Jocelyn Morgan was genuinely happy for him.

Should she send a WeChat message to congratulate him?

She hesitated... if she sent it, it might not be appropriate; if she didn’t, it might not be appropriate either.

Having once rejected his affection, Jocelyn Morgan didn’t want to disturb him again. She intended to vanish from his world, to avoid reminding him of this unpleasant emotional experience.

Meanwhile, on the terrace, Trevor was embracing the night breeze, unable to dispel the increasingly intense longing in his heart.

He took out his phone, found her number, and couldn’t help but dial it.

Her phone vibrated in her hand, the ring tone played, and Jocelyn Morgan was startled!!

It’s Trevor!!

She hesitated for a few seconds, then cautiously slid her finger across the answer button, "Hello, Trevor, congratulations." Her voice was gentle, carrying the friendliness between friends.

So, she saw the news too?

Trevor felt somewhat disappointed, was it possible that they weren’t even friends anymore?

Clearly, she saw the news, yet she didn’t send even a congratulatory message.

The brief silence made Jocelyn Morgan sense that something was off with his mood, "What’s wrong?"

"Haven’t you slept yet?" Trevor’s thoughtfulness was heart-wrenching, "I hope I’m not disturbing you at this late hour?" His voice was gentle, his emotions steady.

Jocelyn Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, "Not yet, I just took a shower, my hair’s not even dry yet."

At this moment, Ian Shelby sat on his sofa too, taking out his phone and hesitating before calling Jocelyn Morgan.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is currently in a call, please try again later."

He hung up, holding his phone in a daze.

Who could be calling her so late?

Since his heart held her, Ian Shelby couldn’t help but wonder.

Jocelyn Morgan’s call with Trevor continued.

Jocelyn Morgan deliberately avoided emotional topics, only congratulating him, "You’ll be even busier from now on, take care of yourself."

"Jocelyn, I want to be with you." Trevor eventually voiced the main point of the night, his voice sincere, "Will you reconsider?"

His tone carried a hint of humility.