He gripped his phone tightly, took a deep breath, and then tossed the phone to the woman beside him: "Why scold Joanna? You're upset now because you see she's doing well, aren't you? I thought that after being abroad for so long and experiencing so much, you would have matured a lot more than before."
"I didn't expect that you'd still be so impulsive."
"I'm the one who's upset?" The woman beside him seemed to be provoked by his words, violently turning her head, and narrowing her eyes in a cold laugh, "David Benington, is it me who's upset, or are you even more so? You think I don't know you're not over Joanna."
"Seeing her on the news all day with other men, so lovingly, must be hard on you."
"Annie Lawrence, you..." The man's face darkened.
