Stella Sterling sat on the sofa and answered the call.
"Are you awake?"
Roman Rhodes's warm, deep voice reached her ears, mingling with the bright sunlight streaming through the window.
Stella pouted and hummed in agreement. "What time did you leave?"
"Around eight." The man was quiet for a few seconds before asking in a low, concerned voice, "How are you feeling?"
Stella opened a shopping app, typed something in, and searched.
Then, she sent a screenshot of a product detail page to the man's WeChat.
"Check your WeChat."
"What did you send?"
Roman Rhodes pulled the phone away from his ear. When he saw the WeChat message, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
[Fully Automatic Smart Mobility Wheelchair. Guarantees smooth travel and a worry-free life.]
She was using the pretense of shopping for a wheelchair to complain about his behavior last night.
The man played along with a laugh. "If you really need one, I'll have Miles go buy it."
Stella: "..."
She got it.
