After sending the message, Theodore Holmes waited for most of the day, but still did not receive any reply. He checked the message he had sent once more.
He felt that there was nothing wrong with the message content, but why hadn’t the person on the other end responded? Could it be that they haven’t seen the message he sent?
Theodore suddenly thought of something, and instead of sending another message to Easton Holmes, he directly dialed his number.
"Sorry! The number you have called is not in service."
After dialing, he heard the automated message that the phone was out of the service area.
To confirm, Theodore dialed Easton’s number once more, and just like the first time, the call went to the service area message.
Now Theodore was sure that Easton had blacklisted Amelia Linton’s number. With this thought in mind, a cold, rarely-seen smile appeared on his face.
Deleting the message he sent and the call records he just made, he got up with the phone and left his room.
After leaving the room, Theodore went straight to the living room. Entering the room, he placed Amelia’s phone on the sofa. After making sure it was placed without any issue, he left the living room and returned to his room.
Neither Easton Holmes nor Amelia Linton knew about everything Theodore had done. Neither of them would have imagined such a thing could happen right now.
Because of what just happened, Amelia was filled with resentment and hatred toward Fabian. The two of them were arguing in their room at that moment.
"Fabian! Look at what good deeds you’ve done? That brat actually cursed our son, and you didn’t even dare make a peep just now." Thinking about how Theodore forced her to take a deadly oath on Easton’s life, Amelia was so angry she wanted to claw someone. When she remembered Fabian’s attitude towards the matter, her anger grew even more.
She lunged at his back, which was turned towards her, and started hitting him with clenched fists. She was both angry and irritated, and the punches she landed were chaotic, but each hit was harder than the last.
"Amelia! Have you lost your mind?"
The events that happened in the living room had already made Fabian irritable, and now back in the room, Amelia continued to escalate things.
He had tried hard to endure it just now, but what he got in return was her becoming more demanding. He suddenly turned around and pushed her away.
"If you want to go crazy, go do it outside. I can’t be bothered with you." He glared at her and walked towards the big bed.
Amelia burned with anger after being called crazy by Fabian, and she quickly stood up and chased after him.
Once she caught up, she grabbed his clothes from behind, forcing him to stop. She moved in front of him, standing face to face.
"I’m driven crazy by you all! Didn’t you say go crazy outside? Fine! I’ll go find that brat right now and tell..."
Slap!
A crisp slap interrupted Amelia’s angry shouting.
Fabian’s action was too sudden and swift, she didn’t even have time to react, let alone dodge.
The slap left both of them stunned.
This was the second time Fabian had hit Amelia. Not only was she surprised to be hit, but Fabian was also shocked that he would strike her again.
He forgot to lower his raised hand, and she held the spot where she was slapped, her mouth agape, unsure of what to say at that moment.