The time displayed on the screen is already half an hour ago; she should be recording the program then. Since checking the phone is not allowed during the recording process, she only discovered the message now.
Maya opened the message.
Just one sentence:
[When will you be home?]
Compared to previous styles, there's an extra question mark.
Maya's fingers hovered on the screen, unsure of what to type.
What does Ian mean? Since when did he care so much about her whereabouts?
Maya rubbed her eyes, glanced at Ryan next to her, and asked, "Ryan, when are we heading back?"
"Are you asking when the recording ends?" Ryan glanced at his watch, pondering for a moment, "Probably another hour, why, something urgent?"
He regretted saying that, knowing Maya couldn't have anything urgent; her daily thoughts are just snacks and lazy naps. Any big matter before her wasn't urgent.
Maya mused, "It's kind of urgent..."
Maya lowered her head, typing several messages in the chat box.
