Charles Mcintosh hesitated for a moment, his voice laden with fatigue and weariness.
Without hearing Jasmine Yale's voice, he continued.
"Chris Fern genuinely cares for his older sister, and he would do anything for her. At the brink of life and death, when your life, Miss Yale, was hanging by a thread, Mr. Cheney agreed to Chris's outrageous request to save you by getting engaged to Yolanda Fern."
"Or maybe at such a moment, not just getting engaged, even if it cost his life to save yours, I believe Mr. Cheney would willingly do so."
"This is also why you didn't see Mr. Cheney when you woke up, it wasn't because he was indifferent."
"Miss Yale, this is the only thing I wanted to explain to you."
Jasmine Yale's hand gripping the phone trembled, and so did her eyelashes.
Her body was cold, a feeling she could not put into words spreading throughout her.
Her lips were also quivering and she couldn't say anything for a long time.
