The Years Between Signing and Seeing novel Chapter 165

He gestured toward the floor with a tilt of his chin, as if demonstrating its formidable hardness.

Suzie was speechless. She had seen this man be vicious, cold, and cruel. But this level of shamelessness was entirely new to her.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, but the calming technique did nothing to quell the fire in her chest.

“Jamie, I may not be as smart as you, but I’m not an idiot!” she demanded, glaring down at him. “What was your real reason for smashing my phone?!”

“I already explained,” he said, his tone still maddeningly unhurried. “It was an accident. If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do. Besides, you shouldn’t get so worked up. If you’re always this angry, the babies will think it’s prenatal education. We wouldn’t want them to be born as unreasonable as you, now would we?”

His voice was as calm as if he were commenting on the breakfast, and a playful, mocking glint danced in his eyes.

Suzie was at a loss for words.

Ugh… Seriously?

What could be more infuriating? It was like being stepped on, only for the other person to turn around and say, “Well, why did you put your foot under mine?”

With a look of sheer disgust, Suzie slapped the phone down on the dining table. “You broke it, so you’re going to get it fixed!”

Jamie glanced at the phone, then slowly rose to his feet. “Fixing things? That’s not really my style. I can buy you a new one, though.”

His movements were graceful, almost regal, and his words dripped with arrogance.

“I don’t want a new one,” she retorted, glaring at him. “I want this one!”

Ever since the incident at the pool, her emotions had been a rollercoaster. She had felt several twinges of discomfort in her abdomen already, and she…

Realizing she had to calm down, Suzie took a deep, steadying breath. When she felt the tension in her body ease, she spoke, her voice ice-cold.

“Let go of me.”

A few seconds later, he did.

Suzie silently stepped back, her gaze falling to the shattered phone on the table. A profound sense of loss washed over her.

The phone was beyond repair. Stella and Oliver must be going crazy trying to find her.