There was a force urging me to pick it up.
As I was torn, his phone rang.
It was a notification of a message.
I picked it up and saw a voice message: [Thank you for today's cake. It was delicious! By the way, happy 69-day anniversary!]
It was said in a playful and vivid manner.
I knew who she was.
Her name was Lucille Oliver, his new apprentice. She was only 21 years old, in the prime of her youth.
Her face radiated with youthful energy.
As for me, no matter how expensive the skincare products and masks were, they couldn't tighten my loose skin.
Any expression I made revealed the signs of aging around my eyes and brows.
While I was distracted by the phone, Jaidyn came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel.
His gaze lingered on the phone for a second, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.
"That young girl, she's quite lively. Actually, we just worked overtime together, and I ordered a small cake for her as a treat. She said it was our 69-day anniversary, so I went along with it. If she's happy, she can help with a lot of work, and I can have more time to spend with you and Trevin.