Over at the other end, Shirley, against the will of her weak body, slipped away from Carter’s tight embrace.

The phone in her coat started vibrating as she got up.

Sitting on the bed, she took a deep breath before picking up her coat.

The phone was still vibrating. Seeing the remark on the screen made her frown.

As she contemplated whether to answer Jeremy’s call, an icy palm suddenly grasped her wrist, followed by an extremely cold voice that ambushed her from behind.

“You really did fall in love with Jeremy. You’d even want to answer his call at this time.”

Carter’s chilly voice, suffused with dissatisfaction, pierced into Shirley’s ears.

Before she had time to explain, Carter snatched her phone away and threw it forcefully at the corner of the wall.

The phone immediately stopped vibrating; the screen shattered into pieces.

In low spirits, Shirley stared at the shattered phone, sitting at the same spot in a daze. A sense of endless loneliness invaded every cell in her body,