Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 1070

Cara was fine physically, but she had a complete mental breakdown. She woke up from the hospital and lost her temper in the ward by breaking up several things. At the same time, Trevon had to stand aside in silence.

Seething with anger, Cara vented her anger on him and cursed, “What are you doing there? Call your son right now! Loser.”

Swallowing the humiliation of the word “loser”, he asked, “Why are you calling him? Is he not cruel enough to us?”

Cara roared crazily, “Call him. Let him know he’s pissing me off. Make him feel guilty! He is a heartless son.”

Trevon felt these words ridiculous since she, an unqualified mother, should not accuse Phil of his indifference after she treated her mother-in-law ruthlessly.

Trevon was told that his mother was seriously ill and insisted on returning home, but Cara tried to stop him.

Now, Phil’s move was retribution for what she had done.

Deep in thought, Trevon was angry. “No. You can call him yourself.”

Then, he decisively walked out of the ward, leaving her to vent her anger alone.

Cara, irritated by her son, trembled when treated by her husband in this way.

She could not deign to call her son or justify her accusation. She could only reprimand him indirectly, hoping someone else to scold him for her.

Phil returned to Anya’s house with his laptop and other things and didn’t see her in the living room.

At the sight of the closed bedroom door, he knew she was inside.

Whether she talked to him or not, he just wanted her by his side to make sure she was safe and sound.

In the deskless apartment, she used her computer on a long, solid wood dining table she bought for work and study.

Papers and his laptop were placed on the dining room table. He dealt with his job and then prepared some fruit in the kitchen. Soon he was knocking on the bedroom door with a large plate of fruit.

“Honey, eat some fruit,” he intimately called her.

Anya was speechless and annoyed by his sudden move and ignorance of her requests.

She continued reading and didn’t respond to him to show her dissatisfaction.

“Anya, Anya. Eat some fruit.”

Phil guessed she was angry and he changed the way he addressed her.

He was used to calling her so affectionately in private that he would not be able to change it for a while. He would have to pay attention in the future.

Soon, she opened the door and took the plate of fruit from him, saying politely, “Thank you.”