Back then, his voice was gentle, carrying a hint of boyish warmth.
This sharpness, this impatience—this was how Blayne spoke to outsiders.
Right.
In his eyes, Terri was an outsider now.
The last lingering trace of sentiment in her heart disappeared completely, leaving behind a peace she had never felt before.
His tone no longer hurt her.
Calmly, she replied, “I’m in the hospital. The doctor wanted me to stay for observation, so I didn’t go back.”
And she never would.
But she didn’t say that.
There was a brief silence on the other end, then his voice turned even more annoyed, laced with sarcasm. “Can you stop competing with Ver over everything? She gets hospitalized, and suddenly, so do you? You’re not even trying to hide it. Jeez, you’re starting to disgust me!
“Listen, this is the third time already. If you still want any money from my family, then wait until you apologize to Valerie. When she says the word, I’ll wire you.”
After saying that, he hung up without waiting for Terri to speak.
Regardless, her gaze remained indifferent.
She tapped on Blayne’s profile. The name displayed was [Love].
Without hesitation, she blocked him.
She was exhausted. Tired of it all.