Erin suddenly seemed to have realized something, becoming more flustered. He... could he have found out everything?
But she couldn't be sure, staring at him with a pale face: "Sylvan Cheney, what do you mean? How have I manipulated you... I just like you, love you. Yes, I admit, I did play some tricks to chase away those unsavory women around you, but wasn't that because I love you too much? Is love wrong?"
"You sure know how to find self-justifying excuses, you know exactly what I mean."
On the carpet, Sylvan Cheney and Erin stood face to face.
Erin's body trembled uneasily.
"Erin, I'll give you one more chance, during last year's Qingming, the person who rescued me from the river, who was it?"
Erin's eyes widened, her pupils contracted.
So it was true... he knew everything!
When did he find out?!
"I..." Erin stammered, no longer holding the confidence she once had.
