Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

After talking with Yasmine for over three hours, I finally left Jay Caldwell & Co.

Douglas handed me my phone, looking a little uneasy. "Ms. Jones, your phone has been vibrating non-stop."

"Oh?" I took the phone and checked. There were 48 missed calls.

I calmly gripped the phone and said to Douglas, "It's fine. Just take me to the hospital. I haven't had my injection today."

Douglas didn't object. As he went to get the car, I stood alone by the parking lot, lost in thought.

I never imagined Nicholas would call me, nor did I ever think there would be so many missed calls from him on my phone one day.

Just two months ago, I couldn't even get in touch with him. Every time I called, it was Claudia who answered.

How could any woman stay calm if a man who was in bed with her disappeared abruptly? And on top of that, a new

hand vibrated again. I looked down at the phone. It was his 49th call. Suddenly, my eyes welled up. From the first call until now, it had been exactly three hours. I had spent countless nights waiting for him, clutching my phone, and hoping for any word from him. I had waited through many of those "three hours", just like he

I would love to ask him what it was like to wait in agony

I brought the phone to my ear and softly said,

answer his calls. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he fought back the stinging in his eyes and cleared his throat. "Ariana, where are

hours earlier, he

he arrived, I was already gone. He had completely lost his

reception desk.

know. Meanwhile, more and more people gathered around at the front desk. The receptionist had managed to get through to Douglas, but he had simply

in the car, Nicholas curled up in pain, every second of waiting unbearable. Now, hearing

saying there was something urgent. The only answer I could

me. As the door opened, I said to Nicholas, "Whatever you have to