"How's Westoria?" Paige asked.
"I'm in Abyanabad."
"You're such a strange person. You were so eager to go abroad; I thought you were going to marry an American woman and settle down there. How come you're willing to come back now?" Paige's voice carried a mocking tone.
"I went, only to realize that it's not as good as I imagined; only after losing something do you realize its importance," Randall said ambiguously.
"Oh, really?"
"And how are you?" Randall asked.
"Very well."
"You're married."
"Yes."
"Do you love him?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Paige replied, not bothering to hide her irritation.
Randall felt a sharp pain in his heart because of the woman's indifference; she was very unfriendly towards him.
"No matter what, I am your ex-boyfriend, am I not?"
"Since you know you're an ex-boyfriend, you should know you're not welcome.
Randall, you shouldn't have called me."
