“Why are you calling again?” Trishia roared on the phone.
“No! I told you. You don’t need to be at my wedding.”
“I don’t want to see you!”
“Stay away from me!”
“I don’t need you!”
“Make sure no one can see you or else everything will go very messy to all of us,” Trishia warned the caller. She seemed not pleased with the call.
After she hung up the phone, she called Bill but he didn’t answer. She called again and again but it was just ringing all along. She was very pissed off. It was late at night and she was the only one left in his house. Bill and Arabella were still outside and she was left tortured thinking of what they were doing behind her.
She took her phone again and called someone.
“Winston.” She called out his name. Her tone was in a bad mood.
“Baby. Do you miss me?” Winston said excitedly.
“I have something for you.” Trishia sat on the couch and crossed her long legs. Her eyes glowed uttering her plan to Winston.
