Chapter 69 A familiar and strange phone call

Jane was crying, tears fell drop by drop on her white skin. And those eyes full of tears looked at him and clearly reflected some fear of him. For a moment, Edwin Carter was stunned. In Jane’s eyes, that man... Is it really him? His own self... How could it be so out of shape and so terrible? Edwin Carter couldn’t understand. He didn’t know that he would behave like this. Edwin Carter sighed deeply, then approached Jane and gently kissed the tears on her face. Tears were very bitter, very astringent. Edwin Carter’s heartfelt unprecedented acerbity. "I’m sorry." He said. Edwin Carter said sorry and left. The door closed heavily, blocking Jane’s vision. She looked down at the dress that was torn out of shape, she was so sad that tears rolled down again. She quickly took a deep breath and forced back the tears that were about to flow out. She was not allowed to cry again. She leaned back against the door, raised her head, held her face in both hands, and took a deep breath again. Edwin Carter, a man who broke into her life when she was unprepared. Gradually, she began to care about him. About what he thought about herself, whether he knew her past. Now, she hasn’t had the courage to tell him what happened in Kyoto, and she didn’t know what he would think of her. Will he, like many people, misunderstood her and despised her? Jane had no idea, so she didn’t dare to mention it because she didn’t want him to know that her family was so terrible. She even felt that when he knew the truth, it would probably the day when they break up. Buzz… In the quiet room, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated and made a buzzing sound, which startled Jane again. She dragged her skirt and picked up her mobile phone. The screen showed a string of numbers, which meant that the number is not in her address book. Although it’s not in the address book, Jane still has an impression on this string of numbers. How could the mobile-phone number use by such a close person have no impression? The mobile phone was ringing but her fingers were still lingering. Her heart was struggling. Should she pick up the call or not? Thinking about it, Jane decided to listen to what the person wanted to say to her. At last, Jane slipped her fingers and connected the phone. After the phone is connected, people at both ends of the mobile phone didn’t speak. It was so quiet that they can hear the breathing sound from the other side’s mobile phone. After a long time, it was Sophie Ronan who spoke first. "Jane, are you free tomorrow? Let’s make an appointment. " Sophie Ronan’s gentle voice from the phone receiver passed to Jane’s ear. It was as charming as ever. Jane still remembers Laura describing Sophie Ronan’s voice like this – it can seduce men’s just by her charming voice, no wonder that Christopher Greyson was so quickly hooked by her. "Jane, Jane......" Jane didn’t answer. The person on the other side of the phone tried again. Three years ago, when Jane knew that she had been killed by violent netizens. She said to herself that she had no sister in her life and her sister had died at that time. Now, three years later, when she received Sophie’s phone call, hatred and all kinds of emotions in her heart have been gradually dissipated. Why punish yourself for what others have done wrong? That’s what she told herself. "Well, I want to talk to you about our mother." She suddenly heard that Sophie Ronan mentioned her mother, and then thought that her mother was ill in bed, but she hasn’t heard about her for the past three years. "Tell me the time and place." In the end, Jane gave up. She needed to know what was going on with her mother. "I knew a place. I heard that there was a Beijing dish on Heping Road in Jiangbei. How about tomorrow afternoon we meet there?" Sophie asked. Tomorrow is Saturday. Jane has a rest. She will be free so she agrees. Jane hung up the phone and stands in front of the mirror to look at herself. The shoulder strap of the dress has been torn by Edwin Carter and her white shoulders are exposed outside. If she looks like this and is seen by others. She is afraid that some ugly words will come out again. So she must not go out like this. There were no other clothes here. She must find a way to take care of it and not let others see it. She was born as a fashion designer. In the past, when she was designing, it was common for her to use cloth scissors to cut and her hands have the ability. She wanted to modify the dress, and it was not a problem for her. She gets an idea. She tied her little shawl into a bow, and then tied it with the shoulder belt so that no one could see the broken shoulder belt and also cover the kiss marks on her neck. Uh-huh! Jane looked at her dress and was pretty much satisfied. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with her, Jane opens the door. However, she did not think that Edwin Carter, who had left for a long time will be standing at the door at this time. She opened the door and looked at him. Their eyes looked into each other’s eyes. They did not speak, didn’t know what to say. The atmosphere was very awkward. Finally, she said, "I want to go back." She lowered her head, didn’t want to see his eyes and didn’t want to know what he had in his heart. "Um." He gave a light hum, reached for her hand, took her and left. She wanted to get back her hand, but she didn’t. She is his wife, isn’t she? What happened just now, she thinks he was enforcing his power over her as a husband? When Jane found an excuse for herself in her heart, Edwin Carter had already led her to the car. The driver, Albert Warner, looked at them sitting in the back seat of the car silently in the rearview mirror and asked politely, "Where we will go, Young Master?" "Go home." Edwin Carter lightly threw out two words then closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat. He looked calm but inside his heart and mind, there was a chaotic state. Edwin Carter doesn’t know what happened to him. He had strong control, why he just failed to control his emotions in front of Jane. He behaved like them, just a little bit like those who had hurt her. If not for her tears, he thought that he might have made an irreparable mistake. Fortunately, nothing happened like that. He has not done anything to hurt her, he and she can still live a good life.