The next second, his angry voice sounded, "Jane, when will you allow my wife to come home?
"The child has cried three times already. Don't you know she's a mother? How selfish can you be? It was fine before, but now she isn't alone anymore!
"Please understand, I am her husband. You shop with my card and use my car. What do you mean by having her block my number every time?
"I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't you think you're a bit redundant?"
His tone grew heavier with each sentence, clearly indicating his patience had reached its limit.
But my anger was even greater than his.
In my previous life, if it weren't for Zoey, how could I have ended up in prison?
Just because I came from the same village as her and was her only friend, I naturally became her scapegoat!
At that time, I didn't know what she was busy with daily. Since she got married, our contact had gradually decreased.
Countless times Bryan called me. I inexplicably had to cover for her out of goodwill.
Once, I was sleeping in the early morning and had to endure Bryan's angry questioning.
"What are you doing so late? Getting your hair done for so long?"