Chapter 292

His hand was still on the steering wheel when I beat him to the phone. I glanced at the screen—ugh, Ella Reid again. That woman just couldn’t stay out of our lives. Ignoring Henry Smith’s warning stare, I tapped ‘answer’ without a second thought. I was bracing myself for her whiny voice calling out “Ah-Yu~” again, but instead, I was met with panicked screams and a child sobbing. “Hello? Where are you? Say something!” My voice was sharp, and my mind flooded with questions. Henry snatched the phone and asked urgently, “Is that jerk back again?” But all we could hear were Maya’s tearful cries and shouting between a man and a woman. That woman’s voice—that was definitely Ella—it sounded like she was in pain but trying to hold it in. The male voice, though, was unfamiliar, young-sounding. I was half-drunk and sitting in the passenger seat. Henry didn’t have much of a choice but to take me along. We pulled up outside Ella’s apartment building, and Henry dashed inside like he was being chased