She said slowly, "You know what I'm talking about."
The man was silent for a moment, "Just because it didn't exist before, doesn't mean it doesn't exist now."
"Whether it exists or not is your business, all I know is that Arnold Simmons is good, at least to me," Hannah averted her gaze, each word deliberate, "He is mine, and I can't bear any criticism towards him, Mr.Qualls. If you say such things again, I really will hit you."
Her tone was serious, even though she had a smile in her eyes.
She was defending him.
Defending Arnold Simmons.
Jackie Qualls felt a pain in his heart, a numb and hurting feeling, but he still managed to smile, his tone gentle, "Sorry, I will be more careful next time."
His tone was sincere, yet his eyes seemed deeper in the night.
Just at this moment, Hannah's phone rang.
It was Arnold Simmons calling.
Jackie Qualls saw the caller ID on the screen, and the corners of his mouth drooped down immediately.