It was Roland.

Surprised, Isabel answered the phone immediately and asked, “Where are you?”

“I’m in Southboro,” Roland answered with a hoarse voice, seemingly hesitating with the answer.

Isabel’s chest tightened. “When did you go back?”

“I reached Southboro yesterday morning.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He did not say a word.

Isabel ran out of patience. She asked, “Why did you go back to Southboro?”

The man still did not answer.

Isabel glanced at the screen of her phone. The call was still connected, Roland did not hang up on her.

She snorted. “Is it because of my dad?”

“It’s not about Mr. Carter, it’s my own decision,” he said.

His own decision?

like this to her in such a

up. She raised her hand to rub her eyes and then

have to

while? What does that

tell

you don’t tell me, you’re

I’m not…”

A week? Two weeks? A month? Two

“I don’t know, but I’ll try my best to

furrowed. “You don’t know? So does it mean I have to wait for you if you leave for one year,

won’t take that

if it’s

long and I still

tightened again like a giant hand clenched onto her

voice and scolded, “Roland, you jerk! I’ll forget

hung up right after she yelled on the phone.

number and

Roland completely, her phone screen was covered with

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