Florence's face turned ghastly pale. "Cirrus, you've known that for a long time, right?"
Cirrus leaned against the backrest of the sofa and closed his eyes with a tired look. "Does it matter? "
"At least..." Florence paused and then said, "At least you are still willing to get married to me after you knew that, aren't you?"
Get married? Thinking about this, Cirrus smiled bitterly.
Florence, I used to want to get married to you very much, but what happened recently made me gradually give up the idea of marrying you.
"Florence, I said that I hate being deceived most," he said.
"Cirrus, I can explain it. I didn't mean to kill Mrs. Moorsum. It was an accident..."
Cirrus interrupted her directly, "So, you mean that you accidentally went to the roof terrace of the villa, accidentally quar
