Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!

Chapter 1145: Chapter 1145: I Also Wish I Could Do Something for You

"Miss Tollman?"

"Sorry to bother you so late. I wanted to ask if Brother Archer is with you right now?"

"Oh, yes. He seems to be in a bad mood tonight, he drank quite a bit and is a little drunk. I’m taking him home."

Hearing that Wayne Archer was with his assistant, Janelle Tollman finally felt a bit more at ease.

After asking a few simple questions and making sure there was nothing seriously wrong, she hung up.

Ever since she’d met Wayne Archer, she had never seen him drunk or losing control.

And what did those few "I’m sorry" from him just now mean?

As she absentmindedly scrolled through her phone, she saw that Arthur Sutton had also sent her a message an hour ago.

It was a video he’d shot.

Curious, Janelle Tollman tapped it open and saw a few tiny kittens playfully chasing each other on the carpet.

The background sound in the video was his voice: "When I went to pick up Noah today, she said she wanted to have a cat. It just so happens the cat at home had this litter a few days ago. How about letting Noah pick one? I’ll bring it over tomorrow."

Looking at the adorable kittens in the video, the corners of Janelle Tollman’s lips curved up into a smile.

She didn’t reply right away; instead, she picked up her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

After filling the tub to the brim with hot water and sinking comfortably into it, she picked up her phone and carefully typed back: [If you give Noah everything she wants, you’ll end up spoiling her.]

Arthur Sutton replied immediately: [This little wish of hers, we can afford to grant. Besides, she’s very sensible.]

Arthur Sutton: [You’re still up? I thought you’d already gone to bed.]

Janelle Tollman: [The kid just fell asleep. I did a quick tidy-up of the place and it ended up this late.]

Arthur Sutton: [You’ve worked hard.]

Janelle Tollman: [Before, when my mom was always at home taking care of these trivial things, I never felt anything. Now that I’m doing it alone, I realize none of it is really troublesome, but it all takes a lot of time.]

Arthur Sutton: [If there’s anything I can help with, just say the word.]

Janelle Tollman: [No need, it’s all just little chores. And my mom will be back in a couple of days.]

Arthur Sutton: [I also hope I can do something for you two.]

Although Janelle Tollman didn’t know what had happened in the past, she could more or less understand how Arthur Sutton felt.

She thought for a moment, then replied: [Then I’ll trouble Mr. Sutton to bring a kitten over tomorrow. Noah will definitely be very happy.]

Arthur Sutton: [No problem.]

Janelle Tollman: [See you tomorrow, good night.]

Arthur Sutton: [Good night.]

Janelle Tollman let out a long breath before finally putting down her phone.

She suddenly realized that when she spoke with Arthur Sutton, it actually felt quite natural. There was no pressure at all; instead, she found him especially warm and easy to approach.

She didn’t know if this feeling came from Arthur Sutton’s special status, or from his own personality, but in any case, talking with him was rather relaxing.

Early the next morning, before Janelle Tollman’s alarm even went off, her phone ringtone woke her up.

Half-asleep, she groped for her phone, didn’t even see who was calling, and asked drowsily, "Who is this?"

"Still sleeping? Did I wake you?"

Hearing Arthur Sutton’s voice, Janelle Tollman jolted fully awake. "...Mr. Sutton?"

"I’ve brought the kitten over. I’m downstairs now... is it convenient for you to come down?"

At his words, Janelle Tollman immediately got out of bed. "...Just wait a second, I’ll be right down."

After hanging up, she hastily threw on a matching silk robe over her camisole nightdress, slipped into her slippers, and hurried downstairs.