Celia gulped, rolling her eyes away, trying to hide her look of surprise.
“What? Me? I didn't do anything like that. What are you talking about grandmother?” She asked. Her cheeks burned red and beads of sweat creased her forehead, her body tensing with fear.
“You are trying so hard to hide it, but I can see that you're clearly afraid, Celia. And you know that you have been caught, so what's the point in all this?”
“Grandma, please,” she said, raising her hand at her. “I don't understand what you are talking about. How would I send my husband out of his own house?”
“Not the house, Celia, but the room. Explain to me why Jacob was sleeping outside of the bedroom and you relaxing on the inside. I need you to tell me the reason for that,” she said, adjusting her glasses with one hand whil
