Seeing Genevieve, Jennifer felt a wave of guilt wash over her. She didn't care about the pain in her hand and used all her strength to sit up. "Genevieve, I'm sorry. Xavier and I are really not what you think."
Genevieve smiled knowingly. "I already saw that. Don't worry, I'm fine now. Besides, haven't we cleared things up? Even if you owe me, it's already settled."
"What do you mean cleared up? I haven't done anything for you…" Jennifer would rather do something for Genevieve than feel this way. After all, Xavier broke up with Genevieve because of her.
"If I hadn't impulsively jumped into the sea, you wouldn't have been taken away. Jennifer, don't you think that makes us even? Besides, I understand your feelings for my brother now, so I won't blame you anymore. We're still friends!" Genevieve said with a carefree smile. Although the pain hadn't lessened, she had thought a lot overnight. In matters of love, who can say who is right or wrong?
