Matthew, who was on the other end of the line, didn't expect Roseane to be talking about this. He was stunned for a few seconds before finally speaking in a deep voice.
"All right."
"When is it?"
"Let's do it now."
Roseane closed her eyes. "If you are free now..."
"I don't have time."
Matthew frowned and looked at the TV screen. "Why are you in such a hurry to divorce?"
Roseane, who was on the other end of the line, smiled. "Of course, it's to set you up with Kezia."
"Matthew, no matter what I say, you still think that the girl who wrote to you that year is Kezia. You firmly believe that she is the woman you once loved..."
"Then I admit that she is. I am not. I have always been lying to you."
"There's no replacement at all, and there's no Kezia who studies my handwriting. I learned Kezia's handwriting and planned to take her place after her death. Your previous guesses are correct."
