The phone rang cheerfully, the clock had already turned two circles. She didn't need to guess who the call was from, she knew it all too well, yet at this moment, picking up his call felt so difficult. The small phone seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it impossible for her to lift it. Her dim eyes looked at that unique number on the phone; even his number was domineering.
Picking up his call, she didn't know what to say, but if she didn't answer, he'd likely appear in front of her within ten minutes and take her away, never to have her leave again. Thinking about this, Avery Jane shivered like a cicada in the cold, her hand as white as jade trembled slightly, and she picked up the phone.
