Jose Floyd held a glass of red wine, casually picking up his phone. He paused for a moment when he saw the caller ID, thinking he might have misread it.
The phone was ringing, and after a few seconds of daze, Jose Floyd swiped the screen and answered the call.
"Anything up?" His voice was indifferent, yet softer than his usual cold tone.
"No...just wanted to check if you've reached home." Nicole's voice had a hint of awkwardness.
"I have." Jose Floyd's lips curved slightly.
The frustration brought on by Olivia Summer earlier was completely wiped out by her single call and simple inquiry.
This gentle warmth, he hadn't felt for a long time. Ever since she left his side, she never offered him such caring words.
Jose Floyd stood on the balcony with his glass, gazing at the moon, his lips lifted into an arc.
"I'm planning to go to Westflower Amusement Park with my godparents tomorrow; we can see a show..."
