Libby left. Kara covered her face with her hands. After a long while, her embarrassment was gone.
She didn't dare to talk more about James with Arya anymore and changed the topic.
Feeling bored about the voice call, Arya chatted with Kara via video call.
Arya had a busy schedule with colorful extra-curricular activities, such as Taekwondo, karate, and Jazz.
Moreover, she was so popular in school that every day there were boys sending flowers to her.
If she was in a good mood, she would be with a handsome boy. But if she was not, she would break up with him.
Therefore, she had had five or six "boyfriends" within a month.
Hearing that, Kara had a longing for university life. In light of Arya's high standards, the men she took a fancy to must be handsome.
She asked Arya for a few photos. Arya was generous and sent her some.
"Wow, so handsome!" Kara praised.
Each of them had a model figure and was pleasing to the eye.
"Are they as handsome as Mr. James?"
"No!" Kara replied with a decisive answer.
James was the most good-looking man she had ever seen, calm, mature, and steady. The men in the pictures were good-looking but too naïve and immature.
The two seized the opportunity to chat for a long while.
"Kara, don't you mention you are going to participate in a competition?"
Kara lowered her head helplessly, "Yes. I have to hand in my works the day after tomorrow, but now I don't have any inspiration."
"It's fine. You can do it." Arya encouraged Kara.
"Kara, I don't really know about drawing. But your paintings were always filled with positive energy, which makes people feel warm. I like them."
"Really?" Kara's eyes lit up.
She was glad to know that someone liked her work.
"Of course. This time, I think you can choose a similar theme like that."
Kara pondered deeply.
In the study, Libby was reporting to James that Kara was chatting with her friend happily.
Moreover, they mentioned James.
James was a little nervous. He secretly connected Kara's phone via his computer.
In her WeChat, he saw the photos that Arya had sent to her.
Then he saw Kara's typing, [Wow, so handsome!]
James's face darkened.
Didn't Libby say that the two were talking about him?
None of those men could compare to him!
How could Kara be like this? How could she ignore her handsome husband but look at the photos of those ugly men?
James was in anger.
He must do something.
He angrily turned off the computer and left the study.
Kara had no idea that James had peeked at her phone. After chatting with Arya, she had some ideas about her painting.
She went to the studio and sit down in front of the drawing board. When she was just about to turn on the music, her phone vibrated.
It was Donald's call.
Kara was a little surprised, "Donald, are you alright at home?"
"Yes. You had called me before. For what?" answered Donald.
His voice was a bit hoarse and melancholy.
She keenly sensed that he was unhappy now.
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