After she finished speaking, she added a "hmmm?" and then propped her chin with her hand, looking at Forsythia with an ambiguous gaze, her lovely eyebrows moving up and down as if watching an entertaining show.
Perhaps growing up in an orphanage had made Audrey mature for her age, and added to her love for soap operas, her imagination knew no bounds.
And her current expression...
Forsythia rubbed her forehead.
A lie had to be covered by countless lies, so Forsythia decided to tell the truth, "Audrey, actually, your mom lied to you."
The rascal-like smile on Audrey's face disappeared, and her brows furrowed, "Lied?"
"Your father didn't die."
"My biological father?"
"Yes!"
"Not the father who is getting remarried?"
"Yes!"
"SO..."
"Your biological father is still alive."
"If he's alive and you're alive, why did I have to grow up in an orphanage?" Audrey seemed a little confused.
"Well..." Forsythia didn't know how to explain.
