Andrew faced Cecilia again, but his expression was difficult to interpret. "Therefore, you want me to accept this as true?" "Moreover, this can be written and performed effectively?"
Cecilia's hands clenched into fists. Fury ignited within her, yet she compelled herself to stay composed. She anticipated that it would be difficult for him to accept this, but his casual dismissal of the truth enraged her.
"Is that all you derived from that audio clip?" she inquired, her tone icy. "Andrew, isn't it clear that I am free of cancer?" "That I have been living in dread all this time due to the wicked scheme involving your wife and that cursed doctor?"
She observed him intently, looking for any indication that her words were resonating with him. However, Andrew's face stayed unfaltering, his jaw locked firmly. His devotion to Vivian was unwavering which is clouding his judgment.
Andrew's gaze deepened. "Don't say such bad things about my wife," he retorted. "Remember that she is the Luna o
