Jane also saw those few words.

The handwriting on the postcard was particularly nice. However, the strokes had a kind of enchantment and carried a sense of aggressiveness too. When Jane saw that handwriting, it made her think of that female delivery person sending international deliveries from the morning before.

Jane felt that the handwriting on it was very similar to that woman.

‘Alex, I’m back.’

‘Who could it be?’

Her intuition told Jane that it was not a man.

It was not a business matter either.

‘Was it a personal matter?’

Jane’s heart sank a little.

After Alex saw those three words, he then hurriedly kept the postcard away. He then raised his gaze and looked at Jane with no expression.

“Alex…,” Jane called him gently.

Alex did not say anything.

There was a hint of impatience in his expression.

Jane asked anxiously, “Alex, did I do something wrong?”

Alex sneered, “What do you think?”

Jane was speechless.

Alex’s tone was very cold and stern, “Do you know who