Rachel's lips curled upwards as she watched the news. She looked at Mason's direction and smiled coldly. She picked up her phone and sent a message, -It's done-
Then she placed her phone back on the table and focused on the news. Immediately, she stood up and pretended to call someone, "Tell me, how did the reporters know that my husband had an accident?"
My husband?
Rachel mocked herself. He doesn't deserve her LOVE, talkless of being her husband.
She pretended to be angry and worried at the same time, she continued to scold the person at the other side of the phone. "You know it's going to affect his work? Do you know that? It's also going to affect me. How do you expect me to handle this situation? Huh?"
"You must do something about this"
