One Stone

Liana’s P.O.V

Maybe I was wrong about Bruce Lawrence believing me because as soon as I was done talking, he bursted into a peal of hysterical laughter and attempted to place his hands on my forehead while I jerked my head backward.

“Do you think that this is funny in any way?” I almost yelled at him because he was starting to get on my nerves with the way he kept laughing like a monkey.

After getting a hold of himself, he shook his head slowly and ran his hands through his hair while his face contorted into a slight frown. “Wait for a second, do you think that I am a dummy and I don't know what I am doing?” He cocked his brow to the left.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean after you jilted me and got married to someone else. You are now here saying that you want to help me? Are you sure that the poverty you are going through right now hasn't affected your head? I mean that must be the only reason because right now you are talking like someone who isn't mentally stable” Bruce Lawrence said