All I can think about is him

"Why?" he asked.

He sounded like an emotionless speaker.

Lola Hussey swallowed her saliva: "No reason... I just wanted to ask if there's anything you're unhappy about lately, so I can cheer you up."

Ethan Ainsley: "..."

The other end of the phone was silent.

Lola felt her scalp tighten, not knowing why she made this call to him when she was supposed to be resisting and fearing him...

"Hello... Ethan, are you still listening?" Lola asked tentatively.

The other party responded: "You speak."

So serious.

Lola wanted to ask: Are you eating well lately? Sleeping soundly? What are you doing now?

She couldn't help but want to know more about his schedule.

These days, she had been trying hard to accept and integrate herself, finally getting back on track in her life, but she often suffered from insomnia at night, and she didn't tell anyone.

She just kept having dark circles under her eyes.

"Ethan Ainsley..."