Chapter 201: Love Idiot
I heard this from Albert, and without moving, I swept a glance at Scarlette, who was looking at Albert with a slightly complicated expression.
And though Albert’s mouth was chewing, his eyes were fixed on Scarlette’s face.
Scarlette was a little grossed out by his stare and said unappreciatively, “What are you looking at? I don’t want you to feed me!”
I almost didn’t laugh, it didn’t mean much and now it sounds full of meaning, these two are kinda funny!
Scarlette is incredibly smart, but when it comes to love, she’s an idiot.
On the contrary, at this moment, Anna, as if she had been pointed out by a high person, was unusually serious and asked Albert one more time, “Albert, you are serious right?”
“Uh-huh!” Albert nodded, withdrawing his eyes from looking at Scarlette, “Seriously, absolutely seriously!”
Anna moved towards Albert’s heel, “I really don’t have any direction if you don’t say anything about this matter, but after so many years, I always feel strange in my heart, and I feel that something is not right.
My sister before the car accident with William a mess for several years, he was outside to raise a mistress, but also justified, my sister dark gas dark hold for so many years, but sooner or later, my sister agreed to divorce, but something happened.”
“So yeah! There aren’t that many coincidences!” Scarlette, never afraid of a big deal, cajoled to.
Anna’s expression was grave, as if she was reminiscing, “Originally that night, oh … that is, before my sister’s car accident, my sister called me and said that there was something for my to let me keep it for her, saying that she was on her way to me, but in the end, what I got was the notice of the car accident!
By the time I got to the hospital, she never woke up again. I always felt that what she said she was saving for me was definitely not something ordinary.”
“What exactly is it?” Hannah pressed.
I looked at Anna too, “Did you get it?”
Anna shook her head, a look of disappointment on her face, her tone a little feeble, “I looked all over her car then, in her bag, nothing!”
We all felt a little sorry to hear it too.
Anna continued, “And after the accident, William Tooru asked me if my sister had approached me before her car accident. I denied that she did! I denied that she had approached me, because I always felt that there was something wrong with his question, why would he think that my sister had approached me? What does it have to do with him if she approached me or not? But I suddenly felt that if he asked, it must have something to do with him. So this matter has been weighing on my heart for years. I’ve been feeling fishy!”
Albert put down the chopsticks in his hand, drew a tissue and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at Anna, “Anna, anything is possible, since it doesn’t feel right, find evidence to argue your way out of it.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.
Then he pointed to me, “Look, if Daisy hadn’t been bold enough to take action, we’d probably all be worshipping her by now! Just go back and organize your thoughts and tell me what you suspect.”
Albert’s expression was bland, as if this was the way it was supposed to be done, as if it wasn’t difficult for him at all.
“Are you for real?” Scarlette asked, looking at Albert.
“Or what?” Albert spread his hands and shrugged, “Didn’t you hear Anna say that it’s been on his mind for years? Then why don’t you try to get rid of it? Don’t you get tired of it?”
Anna looked puzzled and sighed quietly, “How not to be tired, Albert is really right, this incident has really become my demon, it makes me snarky.
Just the sight of William, the thought of William, even the sight of my niece Lyn, I lose control, it all becomes an instinct for my body to go crazy now.”
Anna was really right, she did give the impression that she did.
When I hadn’t gotten close to them in the past, I honestly didn’t really like this person much; whenever she opened her mouth, the words she uttered were offensive and easily made people uncomfortable.
It seems that everything has a cause and effect.
Anna continued to dissect herself, voice dull, completely without the previous arrogant and domineering, revealing the kind of gentleness she really is, with a trace of restrained choking in her voice, “I’m angry, irritable, want to vent, but I have no evidence, not straight, to the point that they criticized me, saying I’m mean and perverted!
My sister has been lying down for a few years, and I’ve been in pain for a few years, and she’s not dying, so maybe if she died, I might fade away and be relieved, but she seems to be begging for her life, so I …”