"I—"
"Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? Do you even hear yourself? You're a very busy man. How would you always respond on time?" Eve thought out loud. "It's not only unnecessary but also inefficient. In fact, its inefficiency is exactly why it's unnecessary. I'm well-protected in and out of this room."
The call went silent. Only the keys of a laptop filled it in. At the sound of rapid typing, Eve bit her tongue. He was working late tonight. She knew that but she still impulsively called him like this? Her head shook at her rash behavior.
Even if she had been mad, she should have cooled off for a while.
Then again, she also wanted him to know how angry she felt—something mere words couldn't always deliver across by eliminating the emotion from them. The room began to spin. She didn't know what to do anymore.
Eve massaged her temple, trying to think rationally.
