C1256 Distracted.

I picked up a woman's phone. . .

These words were like needles stabbing into her heart. Even though she wanted to pretend that she didn't care, the stiff expression on her face betrayed her.

She gave a soft oh, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

The chopsticks were beside her hand, but she stood up and went to the kitchen to get the chopsticks.

Just as she took a step out