"No need," Jane Sampson quickly shook her head, fearing that James Black really would phone James Chip. She swiftly snatched his mobile phone from his hand and hid it behind her back, "Don't call. If I do take the time off, the film crew would have to delay their work arrangements because of me. Everyone's script is already scheduled so tightly, taking half a day off would just make the work even harder later on."
Although Jane said she did not want to go, she clearly understood she shouldn't hinder James Chip's arrangements because of her.
It wasn't so much that she didn't want to go, but rather, she just wanted to act spoiled in James Black's arms for a bit.
His embrace was really warm, as if leaning on him could erase all the fatigue of these past few days.
She had waited for him for a week, and finally, he was here.
Her longing for him, her dependence on him, had already unknowingly surpassed her own limits.
