Chapter 226 I Hate You

• Suddenly, a dash of light flashed across Gillian’s eyes. She hopped off the bed and seized Henry’s phone, which was placed on the bedside table, then dialed the number she could remember by heart.
• Time seemed to be ticking slower than usual. Every second that passed was a torturous moment. Without realizing it, she started biting her lower lip and lowering her face. The fingers clasping the phone firmly were also starting to ache.
• As soon as the phone went through, she shouted frantically, “Henry.”