At the end of the corridor of the hospital.
The phone rang again. After a while, it rang again.
A few seconds later, the call was finally connected.
"Draven, are you out of your mind? Why don't you answer the phone? Where did you go? Tell me, what do you mean? Why did you leave me alone in the restaurant when you brought me here for dinner? Anyway, you have to pay. Come back and pick me up!"
An irritable voice came from the other end of the line. One could imagine Ryan was furious.
But on the other end of the phone, Draven was indifferent. It seemed that he was not listening to the phone carefully. He just stood silently in front of the window with no expression. His dark eyes were looking out of the window.
After shouting and cursing for a long time, Ryan finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Draven! What are you doing? Are you listening or not?"
"Ryan."