The call was not theirs.
It was the phone ringing in the room.
Wendy stretched out her hand and pushed Michael away, and said, "I'll answer the phone."
The phone calls in the hotel were usually made by the staff.
There should be something for the staff to inform them.
Wendy walked over to get the call and listened to the other side that said, "Hello, are you a customer with room number 8888?"
"Yes, is there anything wrong?" Wendy asked.
"A person sent a letter just now. Is it convenient for us to send it to you now?" The person on the phone asked respectfully.
Wendy and Michael stayed in a hotel suite. The security system was very good that outsiders generally couldn't get in.
"Sure, no problem," Wendy replied.
"Okay, then we will send over someone to deliver it right away."
Wendy said thank you and hung up the phone.
"What's the matter?" Michael asked her as he walked over to Wendy's side.
