130-A Different Kind Of Suffering

Brent picked up the phone with a dark face, and the person on the other end of the line seemed to sound distraught.

His tone took on a bit of urgency.

"Hermosa! How are you doing?

You were on the verge of fainting in my arms the other day, are you all right?"

There was indeed silence on the other end of the line.

Without speaking, Brent lit a cigarette and placed it in his mouth.

The smell of blueberry-flavored cigarettes wafted across the car park.

"Say something! Don't scare me! How are you doing? Are you out of hospital now?"

Kieo seemed genuinely distraught, it felt like if Hermosa said something, he would drive straight over to visit her.

"She's fine, she's just a bit tired from being with me and she's asleep now."

The anxious voice of the man on the other end of the line instantly cooled, his tone becoming calm and indifferent.

"It's you. "

"She wasn't available to answer the phone just now."

All adults, of course Kieo knew what he meant by inconvenient to answer the phone.

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