The more she spoke, the more distraught she became, her frustration mounting until she was waving her hands in the air, pointing at him, feeling as if she might cough up blood at any second.


    "Your rtionship was just starting to get a little better, and then, because you thought you were being so clever, deciding you had to tell Hannah everything without reservation, you tore it all down again."


    She took a step forward, poking Lionel hard in the chest, and said, word by word,


    "Let me tell you, after what you said to Hannah today, seeing her again will be next to impossible, you know that!"


    Sandra exhaled sharply in frustration and stormed upstairs, having no desire to deal with him any longer.


    Thinking back on their time together recently, Sandra found herself wondering about something: who was the real lovesick fool, Hannah or her?


    Because back when she and Lionel weren''t exactly dating but in that ambiguous phase, he had been so smart, so clever.


    And he was an expert liar back then. Whenever they were together and Hannah called, he could lie with a straight face, calm andposed, telling Hannah he was workingte.


    His lies were so skillfully crafted that it was impossible to find any ws.


    He used to be so good at lying, yet at this critical moment, he chose to bepletely honest.


    He was crazy. This man waspletely and utterly insane. If she kept trying to advise him, she was afraid she might just kill herself out of sheer rage.


    She thought about how she''d been doing just fine in Kiron, and it was all Quennel''s fault, that bastard, for bringing her back here.


    Otherwise, how would she have gotten caught up in this mess?


    Even though life in Kiron wasn''t as morous as it once was, at least it wasn''t this miserable!


    But now, she had lost all means of fighting back against them.


    Owen, who had been her source of information, was now missing, his whereabouts unknown. For all she knew, Quennel might have already tortured him to death.


    These thoughts made Sandra even more agitated. She reached her room, kicked the door open in anger, and then mmed it shut behind her with a loud bang.


    Lionel had started to follow her,


    intending to reason with her


    seeing her in such a state, he


    realized that talking now would only lead to an endless argument.


    He decided against it. Continuing to argue would just be a waste of time with no resolution.


    But now he was trapped in a state of extreme anxiety and frustration.


    His mind was aplete mess, and he had no idea what to do next.


    And just as Sandra had said, now that he had confessed and Hannah knew he was still in close contact with her, seemg Hannah again would be next to impossible.


    Should he let Sandra go now and try to convince Hannah to trust him again?


    But he had gone to so much trouble, following the clues Quennel provided, to finally find her and bring her here.


    To just let her go now? Wouldn''t that be letting her off too easily?