Chapter 351

Calla sat there with her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Mercer's forehead creased in worry as his eyes softened with pity.

Calla's phone, which had been thrown to the ground earlier, rang at that moment. Mercer reached down and picked it up from the floor. He saw a WhatsApp message, and the sender's profile picture showed Pierre.

When Mercer saw the picture, the tenderness in his eyes vanished instantly. It was replaced by a dark, brooding expression.

Lowering her hands from her face, Calla noticed Mercer scrolling through her phone. She quickly reached out to snatch it back. But Mercer raised his hand, holding it out of her reach.

"Give me back my phone!" Calla shouted.

She had caught a glimpse of the WhatsApp notification. She was scared Mercer would go ballistic if he knew she was talking to Pierre.

Sure enough, Mercer scrolled through all her messages with Pierre from today. Then, holding up the phone, he glared at Calla and demanded, "So you were