"..." She wanted to get out of there.
Leona Grant looked at her speechless expression and found it adorable. A hint of laughter in his voice, he asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
Annabelle Linton's lips twitched. "Done with your wild imagination? You believe me now?"
"Of course, I believe you." He watched her nonchalantly. "You're not blind. Would you pass up a perfect husband like me to go for him?"
"..." 'It's impossible to talk to him.'
Seeing her speechless expression, Leona Grant's face fell. "You don't actually like him, do you?!"
"..."
Annabelle Linton pushed him away and walked forward.
'She finally got it. Explanations were useless. He only believed what he wanted to believe, so what was the point of explaining anything?'
The moment Leona Grant saw her reaction, he knew she was angry.
'Why was she angry? Wasn't it because he didn't believe her?'
'So she really only felt guilty toward Aaron Wyatt.'
