After returning to his room, Titus Zane called Logan Ray.
Once the call connected, there were no courteous small talks, and Titus Zane curved his lips.
"...I'm back... I want to meet up with you... Oh, you're only available later... Okay, then I'll call you."
...
In an apartment in T city, Ava Charles leaned in front of the bed, her small porcelain face beaming with bliss.
"Logan, who called you?"
Logan Ray sat back down at the bedside, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, "Why are you calling me 'brother' again?"
Ava Charles stuck out her tongue, "It just slipped out."
"How many times have I told you not to call me that? When our baby grows up, if you keep calling me 'brother', what will she think!" Logan Ray's slender hand covered Ava Charles's swollen belly, although his words were of reprimand, his tone was indulgent.
"Okay, I'm not angry anymore, was I wrong? Smile for me, come on, smile..." Ava Charles grabbed Logan Ray's hand and playfully shook it.
