Coming back to her senses, Becca Quentin realized she was in front of the mirror in the washroom, and her makeup wasn't finished yet.
She seldom wore makeup unless it was for an important occasion, but now it was to conceal the redness and swelling around her eyes.
Just as her makeup was almost done, Becca Quentin's phone rang from the bedside table…
After tidying up her makeup, Becca Quentin walked out of the washroom and picked up the phone.
Unsurprisingly, the number on the phone was Howard Geoffrey's. A bitterness welled up inside her, but Becca forced a smile and pressed the answer button, "Hello."
"Baby, did you miss me?"
Becca softly replied, "Mm, I missed you a lot." I wanted to see your hypocritical face—how you could play the part so convincingly.
Howard's voice was sincere and low, "Sorry..."
