"You BASTARD, let go of me!" Joan pushed hard against his chest.
However, Andrew didn't let go. While Joan was struggling, Andrew's face darkened little by little, and then he let go.
"Save it, I love Jenny. I have no interest in you at all! So don't try to imitate Jenny," warned Andrew sullenly.
"I'm imitating her? What a joke!" said Joan.
"What's with your mole?" said Andrew.
"None of your business," said Joan.
Andrew seemed very laid back, leaning against the wall and lighting a cigarette.
"To tell you the truth. The reason I tried to win you over back then was because you were very much like a playmate of my childhood, but then I found out that I had made a mistake. You pretended to be Jenny and deliberately approached me," Andrew's eyes sank, and he threw the unfinished cigaret
