Chapter 1095

Bruce's shoulders still trembled, and his dark eyes were bloodshot. So, the man who had barged in, covered my mouth, and frightened me out of my wits was Bruce! And the one I had kicked was him, too. "Ma'am, are you still there? Is it difficult for you to speak?" the dispatcher asked again. I snapped back to reality, filled with apologies. "I'm so sorry. I dialed the wrong number." "Ma'am, 911 is an emergency number. Please be more careful next time to avoid misdialing, as it could delay someone who really needs help," the dispatcher said, admonishing me seriously. I quickly assured her that I would be more careful in the future and that I had accidentally tapped the screen. The dispatcher ended the call soon after. I slowly relaxed, my tense nerves easing, and my panic turned into a seething rage. Bruce—that bastard—was always pulling stunts like this, getting a thrill out of sneaky attacks. Well, he went too far this time. Why couldn't he just knock on the door like a normal pe