Chapter 240

Scarlett’s POV: At ten o’clock that night, I emerged from the bathroom after my shower. Eleanor was lying on the bed, playing games. Seeing me come out, she urged, “Scarlett, your phone kept ringing just now. Looks like someone sent you messages.” I paused, my hands still wiping my long hair, and looked at the phone on the nightstand. I didn’t need to guess who it was from. I opened Instagram… sure enough, it was from Everett. BFHBGM: (Scarlett, what are you doing?) BFHBGM: (Scarlett, I miss our baby. Let’s video chat?) BFHBGM: (Scarlett?) The messages paused for five minutes before resuming. BFHBGM: (Scarlett, what are you doing?) BFHBGM: (Don’t ignore my messages!) BFHBGM: Sent a voice/video call request! After a few seconds of silence, another round of messages came. “…” Is this clingy person taking over? I looked at the long string of messages, the most recent one sent two minutes ago. Probably thinking I was asleep, he didn’t dare to send another voice or video message—just typed,