"Alright."
After finishing her meal, Xanthea sneaked into the bathroom and turned on her phone. Her call log was flooded with missed calls from Orion, some even in the middle of the night, which made her heart skip a beat.
She had been so worried about her mom yesterday that she hadn't even had a moment to text him back. He must have been worried sick.
"Ring, ring, ring."
The phone rang for a few seconds before it was answered, but the first thing she heard wasn't a man's voice, but a standard, fluent foreign greeting.
"Orion, huh? Where are you?"
"At the office." Orion, holding his phone, quickly walked out of the meeting room. "Xannie, how's everything?"
"It's fine. Mom woke up!"
"That's a relief. And how about you?"
"Me? I'm as lively and eating well, feeling great! Now that I don't have to see Matthew and Miranda when I wake up, even the air feels fresher!"
"Is that so?" He chuckled lightly. "My little crybaby, your voice sounds a bit hoarse."
His voice, deep and slightly raspy as though tired yet relieved, made Xanthea remember how she had cried her eyes out the day before, making her awkwardly scratch her head.
Because of the events from her past life, she had indeed overreacted when her mother fainted last night.
"I was just too anxious. Hey? Orion, did you not sleep last night?"
"I did."
"Liar! I saw the call log; you called me at night."
"I slept for half an hour."
"Slept for half an hour."
"Half an hour counts as sleep?!"
Xanthea was immediately worried, while Orion's eyes softened with a faint smile.
He too wanted to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her tear-streaked face.
"You haven't slept a bit, why are you at the office?"
"I had some urgent matters."
"What could be so urgent? Nothing is more important than your health. Go back and get some rest!"
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