Thinking of what had happened recently and Quinn's words, Isabella felt it was possible that he was gay.
That night and in the next two days, Isabella would think about that question as long as she was free. She was so distracted that she didn't even hear the phone ringing.
Martha walked over and knocked on her table. "Isabella, your phone rang several times. Why didn't you answer it?"
Isabella reacted and picked up her phone. There were three missed calls from Quinn.
She bit her lips and called back. She got through, but he didn't speak. It seemed that he was waiting for her to speak.
Isabella scratched her hair and said carefully, "I was busy and didn't hear the ringing phone. Why did you call me?"
After a long while, Quinn finally said in a sexy and deep voice, "Just calling my wi
