If there truly were a contest for the best liar with eyes wide open, it would undoubtedly be Flora Irving.
Even a lie detector may not be able to detect it.
Flora's words pierced straight into Ghiovani Herd's heart, making him very satisfied, yet a bit guilty at the same time.
He pulled Flora back into his arms: "Flora, you understand me the most. Today was my fault, I shouldn't… have acted without clarifying things. Please don't blame me."
Flora obediently leaned against him and said: "Mm, I understand everything, I know… You must never apologize to me. There's no one I'd never blame in this life but you."
Her voice weak and tender, like a docile little animal without any aggression.
The usual sweet talk and deep affection are meaningless at a critical time.
If Ghiovani could see Flora's face now, he would know what it means to be a snake with a honeyed mouth.
Flora held back the urge to vomit, her face filled with disgust, her eyes brimming with angry hatred.
