ALINA
Analide hurried over to Luca. "I swear I didn't do anything wrong." She sobbed, hiding her face in her hand.
"Alina, you didn't answer me." Luca said coldly. I could tell he was angry and it only fanned the embers of my own anger. "Analide is a guest in our house, whatever she did, you shouldn't have drenched her in water."
Why did he keep defending Analide? Was there something going on here that I didn't understand?
I turned to Kwan. "I'm sorry for ruining dinner for you, Mr. Kwan." I apologized, smiling at him though I wanted to grimace.
Kwan took my fingers and patted them gently. "You don't need to worry at all…I should take my…"
Luca tore my hand out of Kwan's hand. "Damn it, Alina. I know you heard my question."
I looked up at him tiredly. "Your innocent
