SYLVIA
I was speechless at his question, why would he even suspect his brother and me? I was trying hard to conceal the fact that Andrew and I knew each other before. I took my eyes off him, riveting my gaze to the other side before I spoke. “I do not know what you're talking about, Thomas. There's nothing between Andrew and I” I responded. How dare he suspect me for cheating while he was the real cheater? I was so angry, my fists were clenched but there was nothing I could do at all.
I just wanted to avoid him as it seems..
“Will you please let go?” I begged him, looking back into his eyes, they were cold AND filled with disdain towards me. I knew he resented me so much for getting married to him. I equally hate him as well but I had to pretend for my father's sake.
He was so desperat
