Elena's call immediately failed to go through. Either her husband's phone was off or he had seen her number and quickly declined her call.
Or he had her number blocked.
In Elena's heart, she knew that last option was the most likely one. Though she had tried to stay true to him, her husband really didn't want anything to do with her.
Massimo, oblivious to Elena's plight, was lying down on the bed. Elena couldn't make out his expression. But she didn't need to make any guesses as he answered the phone.
"What is it?" he growled. Still annoyed, evidently.
"Hey, Massimo!" Aria's voice rang out.
He must've misclicked a button and put her own speaker—allowing Elena to hear every word of their conversation. Was he too drunk to realize his mistake or fix it? He made no move to touch his pho
