Joseph Shaw was about to go crazy, that damned woman turned off her phone again.
He just knew it, a few days ago she surprisingly agreed to meet with him so readily, that night she was so proactive it felt even better than hitting the jackpot in the lottery; dammit, not even two days of bliss, and she turned off her phone again.
This was all a bad habit he had indulged her in, not wanting to bother her over the years, letting her be like this—indifferently ignoring him, turning off her phone at any time, not answering his calls, and such.
He really couldn't tolerate it anymore.
Driving towards Annie's office, recently his fiancée came back, irritating him to the point where he almost wanted to curse.
The frustration in his chest was about to overflow, he had to find Annie.
