I heard Charles's furious voice came from the other end of the line.
"Sibyl, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you answer my phone?"
Charles was short-tempered, and he would fly into a rage if anything went wrong.
I endured him for eight whole years. I couldn't tell how many grievance I had suffered.
In the past, as long as he lost his temper, I would be scared out of my wits.
I would do everything I could to beg him and curry favor with him.
But this time, I suddenly calmed down.
Perhaps my love for him had disappeared.
"My phone fell off the cliff. I just bought a new one today."
Charles kept silent for a while.
Perhaps my calmness surprised him, so I asked him.
"Why do you call me?"
Charles was surprised as if he could not accept my attitude.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were discharged from hospital? I came here for nothing."
"Didn't I buy you a limited edition diamond necklace before? Where did you put it? Flora wants to wear it in the jewelry exhibition tomorrow. And I want to go with her tomorrow."
I was upset.
That diamond necklace could be considered a token of love between Charles and me.
Although he didn't spend much money buying it eight years ago.