Leo, who had just moments ago been savouring his meal, now wore a look that suggested he was consuming a lethal poison. Abandoning his utensil, he mustered a painfully forced grin and turned towards Kyle, "You know what, you're absolutely right, Olive is the epitome of womanhood. I consider myself the most fortunate man alive."
Internally, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his remark. It's about time he realised that. Facing my mother, he proclaimed, "You shouldn't speak ill of Olive, Kyle is correct. If she hadn't taken that action, perhaps I wouldn't be standing here today. It's merely a scar, what significance does it hold? It doesn't diminish her beauty."
In that instant, Melanie, who had been gulping down her orange juice, nearly choked upon hearing Leo's words. "Apologies, I coul
