“Just around 76 times…” I said before showing her the screen of my phone.
“That’s…” she murmured before pressing her lips into a thin line.
“Why is he ignoring me? What did I do wrong this time?” I continued complaining while sounding very upset.
“I’m sure that he’s not intentionally ignoring you,” Jenna said in her desperate attempt to defend Bradon.
“Then…he’s unintentionally ignoring me?” I asked before making an overly exaggerated sad face.
“Why don’t you give him another call? It doesn’t hurt to try again…” she suggested enthusiastically.
I knew that giving Bradon another call wouldn’t change the outcome. However, it didn’t hurt to illustrate my point to Jenna. Maybe she could reprimand him in some way since she seemed to be the acting mother figure in this household.
“If you say so…” I said as I began calling Bradon.