"Oscar, listen to me! It's not what you think! I didn't lie to you on purpose, but I'm not ready to tell you if my eyes have healed, I just don't…" Oscar cut Lisa off immediately before she finished her sentence. The man got up from the bed and curled up.
"Why, Lisa? Why do you have the heart to do this to me? Don't you know how much time I wasted accompanying you in the hospital until your vision recovered? Do you know how much money I spent to cover your surgery and hospitalization costs?" The man's voice sounded sad yet cold and piercing as usual. Hearing his deep and cold voice immediately made Lisa stunned.
Lisa lowered her head as she leaned towards Oscar who was curled up on the floor. Lisa put her tiny palm on his broad shoulder awkwardly then said, "Oscar I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you when my vision recovered,"