Chapter 475 A Miscarriage

• Sebastian held onto his phone and stood by the window, where he remained deep in thought for a while more. He then gave Jocelyn another call—this time, he spoke right after she picked the call up. “How much longer are you going to stay asleep, you silly woman?”
• Jocelyn had no idea how much longer she wanted to sleep, but all she knew was how annoyed she felt by the continuous phone calls. She felt herself losing her temper as she deepened her voice and enunciated her words in a stern tone. “What exactly do you want, old man? Are you going to let me sleep or not? I’m exhausted. Can you stop calling me?”
• He found himself dumbstruck in response to her sudden change of attitude. I told her to sleep when I first left the house. It’s been so long now; how can she claim that I didn’t allow her the time to sleep? “Why don’t you use your brain when you’re talking, Jocelyn? I told you to sleep when I first left the house; how could you say that I stopped you from sleeping? Huh?”