The irritating ringtone of the mobile phone rang again, in this awkward silence, far from reducing any embarrassment, it instead added a touch of annoyance.
Nathan pressed the cigarette in his fingers into the ashtray, where the butts had piled up into a small mountain.
He picked up the phone and put it to his ear, the voice that came out as cold as the look on his handsome face.
"Lily?"
"Nathan…" Olivia's voice came through the receiver, a very warm voice, like the smiling face in the memory.
"Is it disturbing your rest, calling you so late?"
"No, what's up?" A few words, still devoid of warmth, having just experienced frustration, he had no mood to coddle a woman.
"Nathan?" Olivia's voice became tentative, "I heard… my sister is working in Banyan City, have you… seen her?"
"No." Two words, filled with evident emotion.
Originally, she came with great joy, but now…
