When Ayana learned that Carlos was attempting to contact her, her pulse started beating extremely fast. Unfortunately, Tristan already knows about it. Tristan's face isn't friendly to look at anymore. He was seen tightly holding Ayana's phone. More specifically, pressing it.
"Here!" As he curtly passed her the phone, Tristan remarked.
Ayana snatched her mobile phone from Tristan's grasp even though her palms shook. She kept her eyes glued to the phone display in the vain hope that the incoming conversation would end on its own. Unfortunately, Carlos continues to attempt to get in touch with her.
"Carlos? You know what? You called me at the wrong time! How is this?" Ayana grumbled in her heart. She didn't know what to do.
"Answer the phone. Do not be bashful; speak up. Just ignore the fact that I'm here." Tristan looked aside.