After catching the odd and curious stares from Elian and the other household staff in the dining room, Hirvan felt a flush of embarrassment rising in his cheeks. He could almost feel their eyes boring into him, each glance more questioning than the last. His heart started to race, and without thinking twice, he practically sprinted down the hallway towards his room.
Slamming the door shut behind him, he leaned against it for a moment, struggling to catch his breath. His heart pounded in his chest, His face was still warm, the blush stubbornly lingering as he replayed the moment he found himself crouching and holding his head in front of all of them in his mind. What must they have thought? He shook his head, trying to dispel the embarrassment.
Without wasting another second, he snatched his phone from the bedside table, his fingers trembling slightly as he dialled Fu Yan's number.
