Chapter: 1248
Anthony and Maria stared at each other through their screens in silence for a moment.
In the end, Anthony said gently, "I've told you everything. Is there anything you want to share with me?"
“Well...let me think."
Maria was so sleepy at the moment that she could barely keep her eyes open.
After pondering over it for a moment, she blurted out, "I miss you every day.”
Wait! What did she just say? A bunch of question marks popped up in Maria's head as she slowly realized the implications of what she had just said.
Anthony's handsome face was still on the screen, his gentle, adoring smile still in place.
Upon closer inspection, however, Maria noticed the slight twitching of the corners of his lips. He was obviously trying hard not to Laugh! No!
“It was just an illusion! It was your auditory hallucination!" Maria wanted to blurt out.
She wasn't prepared to make a confession, Let alone in such a manner. In the end, she could only take the escape route.
“Well, time to sleep! Bye!"
Maria ended the video call and tossed the phone aside.
Her sudden movement startled Isla, who had been quietly eavesdropping on their conversations a few steps away.
Isla quickly Lunged with her arms stretched out, and hurriedly caught Maria's red phone.
“Miss Maria, why are you throwing your phone Like that?" she asked with concern. "These things are expensive..."
Maria had sent her to buy a phone last time after giving her five thousand as her allowance.
But Broome was a place where every inch of land cost a fortune, which meant that practically everything in the market sold for steep prices.
Although Isla had opted for the cheapest phone the shop had to offer, she still had to fork out 1, 288 dollars for it. Needless to say, it broke her heart to see Maria care so little for the device.
“Oh, don't worry, it won't break. In fact, it's so sturdy, you can use it to crack walnuts open." Maria's voice was a little muffled from under the quilt, which effectively masked the faint hint of guilt she felt.
Isla carefully set the phone down on the nightstand before Looking at Maria, who had buried herself under the blankets.
“Well... Miss Maria."
“What is it?"
“The man you just confessed to, is he your husband or your boyfriend?"
Isla didn't mean to pry, though, she simply wanted to confirm whether she had another master to serve or not.