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.

a man who was in bed with her disappeared abruptly? And on

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

sick, I would love to ask him what it

phone to my ear and

he heard my voice. He thought I was refusing to answer his calls. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he fought back the stinging

hours earlier,

time he arrived, I was

reception desk.

shook their heads, claiming they didn't know. Meanwhile, more and more people gathered around at the front desk. The receptionist had

every second of waiting unbearable. Now, hearing my voice, he felt like he had come back

was something urgent. The only answer I could think of was that Claudia had whispered something to him again, making him change

me. As the door opened, I said to Nicholas, "Whatever you have to say, let's save it for