Seren held on with all her might, but she was no match for Mark. She had already resigned herself to her fate, imagining Mark's rage would explode the moment he saw what was in her hand.
But just as Mark's fingers were about to touch Seren's wrist to pull her forward, a strong vibration came from the pocket of his cotton pants.
Bzzzt... Bzzzt...
Mark's movement froze instantly. His jaw clenched tightly, creating a sharp line that looked stiff against the night's shadows. He didn't immediately let go of Seren, but his focus was now divided. In this house, no one dared to disturb him at this hour unless it was a true emergency.
Mark exhaled a harsh breath that sounded like a low growl. With a single jerk, he released Seren's shoulder and reached for his phone. The screen's bright light sliced through the garden's darkness, revealing a single name there: Leo.
