Carter roared out furiously and hung up.
Shirley did not know why he was so angry, nor did she know who the person on the other end of the phone was. She only knew that Carter did not bring her to F Country to avoid being pursued. He must have other reasons.
Carter ended the call and threw the phone onto the sofa.
He furrowed his eyebrows; his face looked extremely distressed.
A while later, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After spacing out for a few seconds, he recomposed himself and walked toward the balcony.
Shirley looked away and did not look at Carter again.
Carter understood Shirley’s current attitude towards him. He had gradually adapted to it. He did not feel very disappointed or sad because he could feel that in Shirley’s heart, he was still very much present.
“ I’m going out now to buy some daily necessities. You just stay here, don’t go anywhere, ” Carter informed and urged at the same time.
Shirley laughed sarcastically. “I’m a disabled person whose lower body is paralyzed. Do you think I can still go out and travel the world?”
Carter could not help but furrow his brows when he heard that.
He also knew that Shirley was purposely talking back at him. He did not care too, so instead, he walked over to carry Shirley.
Shirley had stopped resisting a long time ago, and instead, she was like a lifeless puppet as she allowed Carter to maneuver her around.
Carter carried Shirley to the bed and placed the blanket on her softly.
“I’ll be back soon.”
He promised before turning around to leave.
Shirley looked in the direction of the door, and she did not come back to her senses after a long time.
She believed that Carter had not merely gone out to buy daily necessities. There must be something else.
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