Chapter 809

As soon as Jessica explained the matter of fate to Winson, the phone call from Blake was like a slap in the face.

She didn't know why Blake called her, but she didn't want to answer it.

However, Winson was watching, so Jessica had to bite the bullet and picked it up. "Hello..."

Blake was sitting in the study. In front of him was a dark night. The sporadic snow fell slowly, and the man's magnetic voice sounded. "It's snowing."

Jessica frowned and glanced at the window. The curtain had been pulled up by her, so she couldn't see what was going on outside.

Jessica said, "Well, is there anything else?"

"It's snowing. Why are you calling me?"

"Could he be drunk?"

When Blake heard the woman's neither cold nor warm voice, his tone could not be gentle. He said in an evil voice, "Put the quilt on Winson tonight. Don't let him catch a cold."

Jessica was speechless. She didn't know who had a cold and went to the hospital for an IV drip.

"Yes, got it."

"..."

Hearing his quiet voice, Jes