The man chuckled abruptly, "True."
"Sandra," Antony looked up, a hint of deliberation crossed his eyes. It seemed he had made up his mind to speak after a long silence.
However, before a word escaped his lips, Sandra interrupted, "Antony, some things are already beyond the time for explanation."
"Sandra," Antony tried to argue.
"I've slept with Charles Glenn."
"I don't care."
Sandra cut him off sharply, "Many times."
"Sandra," Antony was shocked.
"He's better in bed than you, more gentle, and also respects women."
"I don't want to hear this," those words were like a stab for Antony.
"Then what do you want to hear?" Sandra retorted.