Jonas was surprised when Catherine took out the simcard from his phone and break it in front of him. “Was that really necessary?” He asked as he stared at the damaged sim card on the ground.

“Yes. Tomorrow, I’ll get you a new simcard.” Catherine smiled thriumphantly, but there’s still a reservation insider her heart, that no matter how many times he would change his simcard, if he had memorized Anna’s number, maybe he would contact her, but she hoped that Jonas wouldn’t do it.

During dinner, she was back to being sweet with him, and Jonas thought that the woman was scary and not someone to be messed with....