"You swear? Ha. I can also swear that you are not telling the truth. Swearing means nothing. Give us proof." Joanna smiled contemptuously. She hated any girl that was ever close to Spencer, be they just his temporary girlfriends or his fiancée. Nathalia was almost Mrs. Davidson, and naturally, Joanna resented her.
Nathalia stared at Joanna for a few seconds before she replied, "When you swear, it probably means nothing, but when I do, I mean what I say." Her tone was genuine and humble.
Joanna felt awkward, embarrassed and enraged, her face reddened, but when she was about to say something, Spencer interrupted, "What's going on here? Nathalia, it's been a stressful morning for you. Why not go home and get some rest?" He walked straight to Nathalia, and his eyes fixed on her. They spoke adoration.
"It's Spencer Davidson." The crowd exclaimed.
"How come? When did he get here?"
