Imprisoned By Him

Bella's POV: Herbert suddenly shook off my hand, walked to the sofa, picked up my bag, and took out my mobile phone. My phone was my personal property. Without my permission, he casually rummaged through it. This was too much! I snatched my phone and asked him, "What are you trying to do?" Herbert was taller than me. He stretched out his arm, and I couldn't get my mobile phone at all. I knew I couldn't win him, so I chose not to. I put my arms on my chest and sat on the sofa, but I was still very angry. I was not angry because there was any secret in my phone, but because he didn't respect me. He was violating my rights. I thought he would stop arguing with me after he went through my phone. Who knew that he would put the phone in front of me and shouted at me, "What's this?" I looked at the call record and saw it. On that page, there was Hank's name. For a few days, Hank and I had five or six phone calls. In order to inquire about Betty's transfer, I did call Hank. If he had asked me