Sheila's POV
"Harry, I can't take it. You already did a lot to me. I don't know how I am going to repay for everything. So please don't force me into this." I pleaded.
He let out a long defeat sigh before pulled his hand back. "Okay fine." Then he raised his hand and palm up gesturing me to give him my phone.
I furrowed my brows but gave it to him anyway. I wonder why he asked for my phone. Does he angry for I didn't accept his new phone and going to break mine?
He smiled at me by witnessing my confusing state. "Don't worry I won't break it. Since it is your sentimental gift I'm going to fix the problem."
"Harry it's not possible. I already gave my phone to many shops for repair, but they all said it's not possible because the circuit in the mobile pad was totally damaged and it cost a lot to replace. It's better to buy another phone." I heaved a defeated sigh.