35: Velhellan Gates
Noah pushed the Dumbell from his chest, keeping his posture strong and steady as he breathed out every time he lifted the heavy thing.
That's the sight Stefani walked into when she angrily barged into his private gym, holding her phone in a tight grip. The screen almost broke in her hand. Who could blame her? She's angry. And the person responsible for her anger was right in front of her.
"I have been calling you for half an hour, Noah! Why didn't you answer my call?"
Noah continued with his exercise while only sparing the angry Stefani an indifferent glance. "I put my phone on silent mode. Why?"
Stefani huffed and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Lara called me."
Noah froze. "Why?"
Stefani sighed.
"Did she call me?"
Stefani threw her hands in the air in frustration. "I don't know! Why don't you check your own goddamn phone, hm?"
