A week later.
Jessica picked up her phone and looked at the name on the screen, crying.
"I want to see you." her voice trembled, on the verge of tears. Maybe she was too scared.
"I am waiting for you. You know where I am." Roger knew the day of judgment came, but he wanted to fight for himself because he had the last straw in his hand.
Jessica took a taxi to the room John had prepared for her and Evan. She stood at the door and hesitated for a long time.
"Ding!" the door was opened. Jessica looked at the handsome man in front of her. Tears wet her eyes instantly. For the past week, she had been tortured by nightmares every day and had no taste of food. She couldn't believe that Roger should kill her without hesitation, but she even wanted to defend him. She knew she was
