Chapter 145 The Voice Message
Lincoln’s face was expressionless after hearing the story. He knew Tracy would never stop causing trouble Knowing it was one thing, but seeing Tracy actually do it made him unsure how to describe his feelings. “I understand. I was just here to tell him we’re heading back to the hotel. I’ll just text him later!”
What did it matter how ruthlessly Tracy spoke? She was still chasing after Chandler. She knew Yvonne wa there, yet she wouldn’t stop, throwing herself into Chandler’s arms. If she claimed it wasn’t deliberate, no one would believe it! He really didn’t know what that woman was thinking. On the one hand, she offended them, and on the other, she eagerly sought Chandler out. She was truly shameless. The simp disease is indee incurable!
After Tracy left the lounge, people began leaving the exhibition one after another. After exchanging contact information with Felix, she left the venue with Sam.
Back at the hotel, Tracy received a call from Sean. She hesitated for a moment, then answered. Sean’s low magnetic voice came from the other end. “Is the exhibition over?” Tracy glanced at the glass of water in he hand. He must have timed that exactly. How is he so punctual? I just got back, and he called right away. Is this what they call telepathy?
Yes, I just got back to the hotel.” The other end was silent for a second, then he asked in a tone that gave away no emetion, “I heard you threw yourself into your ex–husband’s arms today?” How did he know about that? It happened less than two hours ago. Even Sean, who is abroad, knows about it. Does news travel this fast?
Sean didn’t hear Tracy’s answer and his tone became a little anxious. “Why aren’t you speaking?” Tracy pu down the disposable cup. “If I told you I suddenly got dizzy, and Chandler just happened to come over to help me, and someone just happened to see it, would you believe me?”
She thought, with so many coincidences lined up, even I barely believe it, let alone Sean. Sigh, this whole series of Butterfly effects is so hard to explain. If I don’t explain, they’ll say I’m admitting it. If I do explain, I sound convoluted even to myself. She was glad she hadn’t let Chandler discover her cancer and had cut ties cleanly, or there would have been even more butterfly effects.
“I believe you.” Sean replied almost instantly. Then he asked, “What’s going on with you and Felix? I heard he really likes you, and you exchanged contact information?” Hearing the phrase “Felix likes her,” Tracy replied almost without thinking. “You’re overthinking it. I’ve only met him once. How could he possibly like me?” I can’t believe Sean didn’t attend the exhibition, yet he knows everything that happened. He must people here. His information network is quite effective.
Sean slowly took a sip of milk. “When are you returning to Northport?” “Tomorrow.” He rubbed his aching brow. “I might have to stay abroad for a few more days.” He had been working intensely for two consecutive days and was exhausted. He wanted to drink coffee to perk up, but then he suddenly remembered Tracy’s instructions and had to ask Gary to switch the coffee for milk.
Tracy thought for a moment and instructed him, “You just got over a cold Be sure in rest and don’t drink coffee. Don’t joke around with your health The frown on Sean’s face eased Tremember Fin drinking milk now. If you don’t trust me. I’ll take a picture and send it to you later” “No need to bother “It’s no
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After hanging up, Sean did indeed send a picture. A cup of milk was sitting on his desk. However, with her keen eyes, she noticed a moderately high stack of dos tents in Bont of the cup. He is certainly dry. She replied to him. No matter how busy you are, remember is out on time I’m going to cat m
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While Tracy and Sam were having dinner, Felix also came over to join them, and the three of them shared a table. Just as she sat down, she received a picture from Sean–a photo of a meal. It appeared to be food from the company cafeteria. Although it looked decent, it wasn’t actually very good. I can’t believe Sean is eating company cafeteria food. The golden boy is so down–to–earth. Immediately following, he sent a text message: I was too busy this afternoon, so I asked Gary to pack up a meal from the cafeteria.
Tracy smiled. He’s trying to let me know he ate properly. I really like this feeling. Just then… Felix saw Tracy across the table, smiling goofily at her phone. He poured her a glass of warm water. He then handed it to Tracy. “Ms. Xander, it’s hot today. Have some water first!”
Tracy was about to send Sean a voice message and was already holding down the record button. Hearing Felix talk to her, she paused and instinctively released her finger. The voice message was instantly sent. She gasped, her head feeling tight, and she quickly hit the retract button.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
