A prideful man such as John will naturally find it chafing, so he’s probably feeling resentful. Hence, he’ll be a touch reluctant to let me go. For that reason, it’s normal that he’s pestering me now.
Sophia then put down her cell phone and applied some skincare products. When she was just about to lay down to sleep, a phone call came in from John again. After a moment’s contemplation, she answered the call. Before she could say anything, John blurted, “Sorry, wrong number.”
Such a dumb excuse and lousy acting skills had her almost bursting into laughter. Mild exasperation flooded her. “Since it’s a wrong number, I’m hanging up.”
On the other end, John hurriedly interjected, “Wait a moment!”
“What is it?”
John pursed his lips for a long while before asking, “What were you doing just now?”