Amelia Linton’s phone was left at home by its owner, so it was impossible for anyone to answer, no matter who called.
Easton Holmes called several times, and the result was as expected. He informed Fabian Holmes on the other end of the line, "The phone is ringing, but no one is answering."
He reported truthfully, without any concealment.
"Your mom won’t even answer your call?!"
Fabian Holmes was not surprised but rather worried. He could understand if Amelia didn’t answer his call, but he couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t answer Easton’s call.
Thinking about the things she said during the argument and seeing the current unusual behavior, his anxious state was beyond words.
Upon hearing this, Easton Holmes blurted out, "She doesn’t even acknowledge me as her son anymore, let alone just a phone call."
When he said this, his mind was entirely on the text he had received earlier.
"Your mom doesn’t acknowledge you? How is that possible?!"
Fabian Holmes was left with nothing but surprise and confusion. He was surprised how Amelia could not acknowledge Easton, and confused as to why Easton would say such a thing. He couldn’t figure out either.
Easton Holmes immediately gathered his somber emotions, took a deep breath, and returned to normal, "I called and she didn’t answer. You should try someone else."
The "someone else" he referred to was not an outsider, but his half-brother.
"Someone else? Who?"
Fabian Holmes didn’t immediately grasp Easton’s meaning and was puzzled.
"Your precious son!"
Easton Holmes thought Fabian was pretending to be confused on purpose. After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.
After hanging up the phone, he directly pulled out the phone line.
"What happened?"
Lily Turner’s voice suddenly came from the bed. Easton Holmes quickly looked up towards the bed, and only then did he notice she was sitting on the bed. He stood up and walked over to her.
When Fabian called for the second time, Lily Turner had already woken up, but she just hadn’t made a sound.
"Your parents had a fight?"
Although she hadn’t heard the full conversation just now, she could tell from his words that his parents had a fight.
Easton Holmes bent over to sit beside her, habitually putting his arm around her, "Did I wake you?"
He raised his other hand to tuck the hair hanging by her face behind her ear, his movement natural and smooth.
"Asking knowingly."
Lily Turner could see that Easton was intentionally avoiding her question. She didn’t press him further because she knew that if he didn’t want to talk about something, no matter how much she asked, he wouldn’t say a word.
He reached out to pinch her nose and spoke indulgently, "Naughty!"
"What time is it now?"
As Lily Turner spoke, she didn’t keep her hands idle. She pulled over Easton Holmes’ left hand, which had a watch on it. Without waiting for his answer, she checked the time herself.
"It’s so late?!"
She thought it might already be late, but she hadn’t expected it to be this late. It was past one in the morning.
Lily Turner wasn’t someone who loved staying up late. Unless she had work at night, she would go to bed at ten o’clock sharply.
Now that she was pregnant, her rest time had moved up, directly moved up by half an hour.
Hearing Lily Turner’s exclamation, Easton Holmes looked down at the time. Indeed, it wasn’t early. He then turned his gaze to her, "You’d better hurry up..."
Bam, bam, bam!
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Who could it be so late?"
Lily Turner looked towards the door, asking in confusion.