It was so tempting that she wanted to respond, but she couldn't help but cover her ears and refuse to listen. "David, it's not that I don't want to answer you; it's just that I feel like a murderer. The blood, and Amy lying in a pool of blood—she's dead, and I can no longer face those things. But I'm so lonely..."
In a lonely place, a lonely person. She thought of her mother and even imagined hearing her mother's voice, saying she would take her home. "Mom, I want to go home. I really want to go home! We don't need other people's money; can we just live well on our own?"
Tears streamed down her cheeks, but Amy's voice startled her, making her gasp for breath.
"Jennifer, have you really gone stupid? I'm not dead, but you've lost your mind. How wonderful! David will never belong to you again. Hahaha, even if I can't have David, you can't either! Jennifer, this is your retribution!"
