Selma Payne's POV:
I suddenly felt very misunderstood. Although I didn't feel misunderstood in any specific way, I felt wronged for no reason.
I wanted to call Aldrich, listen to his voice, talk to him, and rest in his warm embrace.
I dialed his number.
"What happened, my dear?" Aldrich sounded a little tired. He had probably been monitoring the troublesome cocoon of light all night.
After hearing his voice, I suddenly couldn't say anything. I could only remain silent.
"Selma, my dear, are you there?" His tone gradually became serious. "What's happening? Don't worry. I'll come to you immediately."
I couldn't let this delay his business, so I quickly refused. "No! Don't! I'm fine, don't worry about me. I want to hear your voice."
"Oh, my lady," Aldrich murmured. " I missed you too, babe."
I sniffed and asked, "Did the mission go smoothly? How's the light cocoon?"
