Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations Chapter 1466: One Good Thing Interrupts Another

"It’s not that I don’t like him..." Janelle Mills was unsure how to explain. When it ca to her own feelings, she suddenly found it hard to articulate, "Let’s take it slow. Too much has happened recently, and things are fine between us as they are."

"What do you an by ’fine’? You like him so much, and he still hasn’t confessed to you? What’s his deal? Is he keeping you on the back burner?" Carlotta Sterling couldn’t bear to see her precious daughter be wronged.

"Mom!" Janelle Mills fiercely defended Trevor, "I won’t let you talk about him like that!" She stood up, with a change in her expression, "You better reflect on your own issues with Old Mills!"

With that, she turned and went upstairs, her mood undoubtedly buoyant.

Janelle Mills was truly happy; she could justifiably see Trevor again tomorrow! He would even drive over to pick her up, how wonderful!

The feeling of loving soone was just like this—seeing them once felt so fulfilling, a single glance was like having the whole world.

At 11 p.m., the door of a surgical room at Providence Hospital opened.

Ian Shelby ca out with a weary face, having already changed his clothes and washed his hands. Although there was an unexpected situation during the surgery, it had been dealt with appropriately.

It was a successful surgery; despite its complexity, the patient had turned the corner.

Ian Shelby finally breathed a sigh of relief; it was late, and he prepared to get off work.

Returning to his office, he opened a drawer, took out his phone, put it in his pocket, and walked out.

He didn’t go back to Erald Cove but drove to his own place, while a random song played in the car—

"Who is singing on the shore? Singing endlessly about the apricot blossoms, light rain, and the northern cold autumn. Who is drinking alone under the moon, with a cup that breaks the heart?"

Ian Shelby couldn’t help but think of Jocelyn Morgan, who had been missing for days... That sorrowful emotion never dissipated. He thought he might never love again in this lifeti.

The rescue team stationed in the ancient town still had no news, neither good nor bad.

Arriving ho, Ian Shelby took a shower and ca out; it was already midnight.

He picked up his phone to set an alarm and saw the update notification for a novel on the screen.

Ian Shelby froze, staring at the screen with surprise and disbelief!

He quickly opened his phone to confirm again; it was indeed updated!

Ian Shelby promptly clicked open the contents of this Chapter’s update, his eyes scanning rapidly, confirming it was Jocelyn’s writing style, every word exuding her spirit and kindness.

After the excitent, he quickly dialed Jocelyn Morgan’s phone number! It still indicated it was off.

Undeterred, he swiftly dialed Justin Kingston’s number, not caring what ti it was or whether the person was asleep.

At this mont, in Erald Cove, in the vast master bedroom.

In the large, soft bed, CEO Kingston and Mrs. Kingston were actively trying to fulfill the challenging task Gigi and Dolly had charged them with, trying to conceive.

But the phone rang inopportunely...

Interrupting their rhythm, Justin Kingston was a bit frustrated, while Mia Lane held his face, "Answer it; it must be urgent at this hour. Generally, no one would dare call you at this ti."

What a buzzkill!

Justin Kingston nodded, listening to his wife, he pulled himself up, reached for the phone on the bedside table, and surprisingly saw it was Ian Shelby.

"Hello," he slid his long finger over the answer key, speaking without revealing any emotion.

"Justin, Jocelyn’s novel has been updated!" Ian Shelby’s extrely excited voice ca through, shocking Justin, who quickly asked, "Are you sure? Didn’t you see it wrong? Is it her novel?"

"Absolutely sure! I’ve added this book to my shelf and have been following it, so I received an update notification. It was updated after 8 p.m.! She’s still alive! She’s still alive!" Ian Shelby was utterly overjoyed.

Justin Kingston knew Jocelyn Morgan’s phone must be unreachable. After thinking for a mont, he said, "Alright, I’ll have Finn Morgan track down which server the novel was published through. Send the novel title and the original website on WeChat. I’ll get back to you tomorrow."