He had already arisen from the cushion to go after her, yet the blaring sounds of his phone hindered that.
Interruptions like this irritated him insanely and Doreen sincerely would've ignored the call, but Pearl's calls being ignored was unadvisable.
She'd fill his ears with yells until his drums got blocked, so reluctantly picked the phone.
What the hell does she want?
Once Doreen swiped the green button, he could already imagine her enraged face as she shouted from the other end.
“Why did you take so long to answer, Doreen? Were you f*****g someone or what?”
“Pearl I… I'm not in the mood for your bullshit; what do you want?” A great part of Doreen's mind, and attention, was still fixated on Tessa.
What were the possibilities that he would catch up with her if he ended this cal
