"It was the night before Maxwell Cameron and I left Sloviane."
Wayne Bailey's expression slowly turned strange…
"I simply couldn't accept him. That night, I drank alcohol in his room…" Anna Jadwin lowered her face, "Wayne Bailey, I only agreed because I didn't want to leave myself any way out, but my body was honest, it couldn't accept him. Usually, when I was with Maxwell Cameron, whenever he got close or was affectionate with me, I found it hard to accept. In my heart, he really was like a relative to me, and any action beyond that of a relative, I would feel was a crime."
"…"
"Even when I knew that I was Ms. Scarlett, someone of your grandmother's generation, I didn't have that kind of *feelings*… but with Maxwell Cameron, I did!"
Anna Jadwin lowered her long eyelashes, not daring to look at Wayne Bailey's expression.
"After getting drunk, I forgot everything… I don't remember what happened that night…"
The living room was eerily quiet, with no response for a long time.
