The sound of arguing came from the other side of the wire, during which the sound of dropping something was interspersed.

"Get the hell out of here. I don't want to see you." Miranda's voice was still loud. So she was in good health.

"Miranda, don't be angry. I was wrong. When you're better, we'll have another wedding."

Watson's tone was humble. He's never been like this in front of me.

"Make up a wedding? Do you think everything can be made up? I'm already humiliated. I worked so hard to get pregnant, and I lost the baby. There's nothing you can do to make up for my pain."

"I'm...