She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 377

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Weekend.

Jocelyn stayed home with the two kids.

When she saw Sabrina walk in, arms full of gifts and shopping bags, Jocelyn frowned slightly.

“We talked about this, remember? Just bring yourself when you visit. You really don’t have to buy all these things. The clothes and snacks you brought last time haven’t even been used up.”

She spoke as she took the presents from Sabrina and handed them off to the housekeeper.

Jocelyn wasn’t one for fuss or empty gestures.

Even if Sabrina showed up empty-handed, she wouldn’t mind in the slightest.

Although Sabrina was more than a decade younger, Jocelyn had long ago come to see her as a true friend—one of those rare, ride-or-die friends you’d trust with your life.

And if that was the case, she didn’t see the point in all these formalities.

Sabrina just smiled, her lips curving in a cheerful arc. “But I like it! Look at how excited they get every time they open presents. Childhood doesn’t last forever. I’m their big sister—if I don’t spoil them, who will?”

The two children tore into their gifts in the living room, their faces alight with anticipation. Sabrina’s eyes crinkled as she watched them, their happiness infectious; she found herself just as eager to see what surprises the boxes held.

“Alright, you two, why don’t you take your presents upstairs?” Jocelyn suggested, her tone gentle.

Lennox caught on instantly. He knew Jocelyn wanted to speak privately with Sabrina, and that it was best if they weren’t around to overhear.

So, being the thoughtful boy he was, Lennox gathered up the gifts and headed upstairs with Yvette.

“Slow down, watch your step on the stairs,” Jocelyn called after them, her face softening with a fond, motherly smile.

This was the life she’d always hoped for—a peaceful home, free from unpleasant people or lurking threats. No more sleepless nights, no more constant fear that some enemy might come and snatch Yvette away. Those days were behind her now. Yvette was in school, and the shadows of the past were finally starting to lift.

Lennox had become a protective older brother to her daughter. Jocelyn had even considered adopting him, although she wasn’t sure he would want that—and she was afraid to risk pushing him away by asking. Still, it didn’t matter; Jocelyn loved both Jenna and Lennox as if they were her own. Both kids had lost their mothers and were left with a useless, careless father. Their lives had been far from easy.