Just then, the cell phone rang.
Jesslyn Derei quickly withdrew her hand from Ethan Jenkins's.
That night, bolstered by alcohol, she had sought out Brother Ethan, and although he had physically responded to her and kissed her,
she knew that Brother Ethan was not happy.
She had been doggedly pursuing Brother Ethan for so long, but he had never confirmed their relationship.
Sometimes her proximity seemed to make him unhappy.
If that was the case, she might as well keep her distance, even if she couldn't make him accept her, at least she wouldn't make him despise her.
After all, there was still plenty of time, she had many years to wait.
Just like Amanda, who had waited so carefreely for Lucas Griffin back in the day, and finally attained the happiness that all women envied.
She too could wait serenely for Brother Ethan to accept her.
What was meant to be hers would eventually be hers.
Jesslyn Derei took her phone and went out to answer the call.
