You Hit My Heart
Chapter 561

After dinner was over, a night market had been set up on the beach.The market went on and on for hundreds of meters, all kinds of vendorscame out to set up their stalls, selling juice, milk tea and coffee. Therewere also some special snacks, and a wide range of accessories,scarves and hats, efc..

It was still more than half an hour before the return trip.

After dinner, everyone gathered on the beach, strolling, hanging outand taking pictures.

Juanita found an interesting stall and had to drag Joyce along to seewhat all the fuss was about.

When she got there, Joyce realized that it was actually tarot divination.“You believe in this too?" Joyce nudged Juanita, "You really have awide range of hobbies. I have seen you study astrology, so you have tostay the stars whenever you encounter something?"

"Hey, just to kill the boredom. It's not expensive." Juanita shook herhand in embarrassment.

"Noble ladies, you just have to pay me when my conclusion is correct.”The soothsayer’s voice was full of vicissitudes. It sounded like it wasfrom quite far away and it was by a ghost.

Juanita froze, she sat down in the chair in front of the soothsayer with aslightly surprised expression. She was not sure exactly what thesoothsayer meant by the “noble ladies” just now.

"Master, tell me something."

"Good family background, top of the power.” The soothsayer glancedlightly at Juanita, "What do you want to ask?"

Juanita's heart was completely convinced. Only she knew that herfather was the mayor of the Capital, a strong candidate for the futureprime minister. And this seemingly mediocre soothsayer hit the nail onthe head.

She laughed dryly, "Not really that powerful, just ordinary."

She stole a glance at Joyce. She did not tell Joyce about her departurefrom home and her illustrious birth, for which she had been so guilty.She thought she should be honest with her best friend. However, shehad her own problems that she did not want to disclose just yet.

The soothsayer only smiled and said no more.

“I want to ask about my love, my marriage.” Juanita squared up andlooked a little more serious.

She and Karl had been getting along nonchalantly, and she had takeninitiative. However, Karl never responded to her...

The soothsayer looked carefully at Juanita's face and added, "Yourpalm, please."

Juanita held her hand out, palm up, and the soothsayer looked at itcarefully for a moment.

"The person you like, doesn't like you."

Juanita heard that, and suddenly her heart was half cold. The originallylively face suddenly turned gloomy. What the soothsayer said was justaccurate, and it was so accurate that she was afraid to ask more.

Even Joyce, who was standing at the side, instantly changed her faceafter hearing this. She couldn't help but take out her phone. Karl hadjust sent her another message, and she hadn't replied. She knew thatJuanita liked Karl. Was it just not quite right just to get too close to himfor her own sake?

"But then, although the process is a bit bumpy, the ending is okay. Thefate is yours, and there is no use to escape.” The soothsayer did notmake it very explicit.

Juanita seemed to understand.

It's useless to run away? She did run away from the marriage, thesoothsayer meant that it was useless to run away from the marriage.But why did he say that she and Karl would have a good ending? Whatexactly did he mean?

She wanted to continue to ask more questions, and the soothsayershook his head, "Not to be told, not to be told."

The soothsayer then looked to Joyce and asked, "This noble lady, won'tyou sit down and have your face read?"

Joyce smiled blandly, “I'm an orphan, why am I a noble lady? Master,you have misread.”