My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1796

Josiah's face was much rounder, and his chin was covered with a black beard, that looked quite masculine, probably to deceive the world. His eyebrows were salt and pepper grey. If he hadn't entered the door and sat down opposite us without any hesitation, I would never have been able to tell that the man in front of me was someone I knew.

Other than being shocked, I felt a sense of irony in my heart.

After less than three years of imprisonment, Josiah had lost some of his energy and vigor, while Anne nearly lost her life. Those innocent victims who had been implicated in the calamity, and the citizens who were contaminated by chemicals, had the rest of their lives ruined forever.

Oh, God was so unfair!

"Long time no see." Josiah was the first to break the silence. His voice was deep as he fixed his empty gaze on us with a faint smile in his eyes.

In the past, I had been deceived by his fake innocence, and I didn't know how many times I've been fooled by it.

"If possible, let's make this quick," I said coldly. I had no intention of being polite to him.

Josiah lowered his head and lifted the corners of his mouth in self-mockery but didn't say anything.

He was full of evil, but his smile was relaxed and pleasantly comfortable. I couldn't believe that I had let him get along with Anne for such a long time.

"I'm warning you not to go near Anne anymore." I gritted my teeth. I remembered how much pain Anne was in at that time, and my fingernails nearly dug into my flesh.