"I always say a woman needs capital—whether it’s a career or youth. Without either, no one will care, even if she runs away."
If I had heard these words before, I would have rushed over and slapped Annie twice.
But now, her provocations no longer stirred anything in my heart.
Another whisper of intimacy came through the phone, and Annie intentionally inserted my name between her breaths.
Dwayne couldn't help but sneer and said with disgust, "You still think you’re a young girl, playing these childish games of running away from home. You have no shame."
"Anyway, she's carrying my child. Even if she runs to the ends of the earth, she can't get rid of me!"
"But honey, you can't leave me. If you disappear, I will die of anxiety!"
The tip of my nose felt sour. I didn't expect such words to come out of Dwayne's mouth.
He was once a father who longed for a family of three.
What's the difference between him now and the person he scorned when he was a boy?
I turned off the record button on the phone, looked at the countdown to the boarding reminder, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, we just need to wait quietly for tomorrow to arrive.