Chapter 41: STRESSED HER OUT
"Thank you for the bag," Hazel yawned. She liked it better than her pink one.
"Can you call me back later?" Ranon asked in his business-like voice. "I am in the middle of a meeting."
Hazel scrunched her nose. "If you are in the middle of a meeting, you shouldn’t have picked up my call, and silence your phone." And after saying that, she cut the call and sent a message to thank him for the bag.
However, after she ate her late breakfast, she sent Ranon articles about pregnancies and videos about women giving birth.
At first, she did it purely because she wanted him to know and was well aware of what she was going to go through. But then, because there was no reply from him until evening, she bombarded him more with articles and videos.
At the very least, he could reply to her messages, right? But he ignored her, and now she was pissed.
This was childish. But at the very least, if she was going to push a watermelon out of her body, the least he could do was to educate himself a bit about her condition.
"Who is that?" Ares asked; he frowned at Ranon’s phone that kept buzzing. "Shouldn’t you check your phone?" He frowned at Ranon. He had been very silent after their meeting and glued himself to the monitor.
"Hazel," he answered curtly.
"Don’t you want to see her message?" Ares tilted his head when the phone buzzed again. "From the sound of it, it seems urgent."
"No." Ranon furrowed his brows. He massaged his temple.