Jackson heard the phone ring, and it instantly cooled down the heat inside the theater box.
He put Evangeline on the sofa and answered the phone,"Hello, go ahead."
Evangeline couldn't believe it, was that man who aggressively hit on her just now even real?
Jackson never had to avoid Evangeline when making phone calls, because she couldn't hear anything as usual.
"I'll be a bit late at the club. Send me the room number."
Jackson said, raising his wrist to check the time,"I'll head to the club as soon as possible, maximum one and a half hours."
Evangeline rubbed her temples.
Sometimes, I really wonder if God restored her hearing just to torture her.
After Jackson hung up the phone, he stopped bothering Evangeline.
He held Evangeline's hand, fingers intertwined, sitting side
