He walked to the back garden connected to his grandfather's study. After he stood by the lake, he called her.
"Oh my God, you called me?" Scarlett was surprised to receive his call. She didn't expect Xander would contact her right away.
Now, she was busy stroking her chest to calm her heartbeat while her mind tried composing the words she wanted to say to him.
Xander frowned while checking his phone.
Did he call the wrong number? After making sure he contacted Scarlett, he said, "Aren't you the one who wanted to talk to me? What's it!?"
Scarlett stammered in surprise, hearing his cold voice. "X-Xander, t-this is about... You know our story." She paused, confused about whether to say it or not.
"What story?" Xander massaged his temples.
'This woman, why is she always saying something but failing to finish her sentence? Does she think I can read her mind?' Xander scolded her in his mind. Even though he was impatient, he still tried to wait for her to speak.
