"Sorry... I said something wrong." Mabel Quinn felt as if she was submerged in an endless sea, cold and bone-chilling, yet unable to grasp anything.
He stared at her for a long time before turning his head away, leaning back in his chair, closing his phoenix eyes, and resting them.
Mabel reflected inwardly. In front of others, saying that his mother treated him poorly, especially since his mother had already passed away, anyone would be upset upon hearing that. How could she speak without thinking?
Back at the Kinston residence, Mabel followed Kyle Kinston into the house. Kyle suddenly stopped, "That night when I had a fever, what exactly did I say?"
"Huh?" She stopped in her tracks too, blinking her almond eyes at him, a bit flustered and anxious, "I... I already told you last time."
"If it was just those words from before, then how do you know that my mother treated me poorly?" He turned around, staring intensely at her, "Don't lie to me. I hate being deceived the most."
