Chapter 1662

Urie couldn't have cared less about Jervey. If it hadn't been for Jervey's homestay hosting his friends, he would have just ignored Jervey. Every time Jervey called, Urie would make excuses and tell him to speak with Fenna. Right then, he had no choice but to bet Fenna was with Urie. The phone kept ringing, but no one was picking up. Jervey stomped his foot in frustration, causing the bullet wound to send a sharp pain through his arm. He gritted his teeth, and his face contorted in pain. Then, he took a sharp breath. He didn't have time to care about the pain as he kept praying in his mind. "Pick up the phone. Please answer it. I'm begging you, God. Get Urie to pick up already." … Inside the villa, Gorrell was sweating buckets as he collapsed onto the king-sized bed. After a soft thud, his body sank into a soft mattress. He felt like a worn-out laborer who had toiled from sunrise to sunset and just crashed on the bed. Urie put the skirt down, feeling lost about what to do next.