Hunter's POV
In the afternoon, as I was waiting for my two appointments, I became so restless that I couldn't take it anymore. I need to talk with Madeline, but I got so frustrated when I realized I don't have her number anymore. And I know I should have asked for her new number.
"Are you alright, Mr. Divenson?" Cal asked when he found me looking at my phone for a long time, and I raised my head and looked at him.
"No, I am not okay, Cal, because I want to talk with my wife, but I couldn't contact her because I don't even have her number. And I find it so ridiculous because Maddie is my wife, but I couldn't even talk with her when I want to hear her voice." I declared, and he smiled at me, and he fished out his phone from his pocket, and then he scrolled down on his contacts, and I wonder what is he doing.
"How desperate are you to call your wife?" He asked, and my forehead furrowed.
