Dylan said hoarsely, "Don't worry about it, I think our matter is more important."
No matter how big the issue, nothing was more important than this!
Although Nell Harris didn't dare look at Dylan, she could still feel the change in him, and... there was something hard pressing against her lower abdomen. Being a woman who had given birth, she naturally knew what it was. She felt even more ashamed and blamed herself for not standing firm.
"What... what if there is... something important...?" Nell Harris stammered, having to split a sentence into several parts to finish it.
Dylan chuckled softly, the fire in his heart, the fire on his body, only burning more fiercely, "Alright, let's answer the phone first."
He held Nell Harris up as they walked towards the telephone.
During this, Nell Harris kept trying to break free from his control but was unsuccessful. His arm was truly like iron.
"Hello..."
"Dylan, why can't I reach your mobile phone?"
