After he spoke, he fell in behind Anne Sutton.
Anne Sutton wanted to walk out of the residential complex to make it easier to hail a taxi.
The complex was quite large, and it was a long walk.
Charles Prescott didn't leave by car either. He simply followed behind her, his eyes fixed on her retreating figure...
He thought back to the old days. 'How wonderful it would be if things were still the way they used to be.'
She would still be his fiancée, and he could protect her openly and legitimately. Not like now, where he desperately wanted to treat her well, only to be rejected.
After walking for a little while, Anne Sutton's phone rang. She glanced at the screen and answered, "Hello."
Nathan Fawcett's voice came through the phone. "Where are you?"
Her leg hadn't fully healed. She had said she was going to the hospital to see her mother but still hadn't returned.
Hearing his question, Anne Sutton replied, "I'm out right now."
"Where? I'll come pick you up."
