"What do you mean?" Martha didn't know whether Gloria was telling the truth. Martha was so tense that she fixed her eyes upon Gloria's face, for fear of missing any of her subtle emotional changes.
Gloria smirked unpleasantly, "What do you think?"
Gloria was not in a hurry to tell her more.
You're mean to me. I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine. I would rather kill myself than try to treat you with mercy.
Martha's temple throbbed twice, and her mood nosedived.
"Gloria, why don't you just tell me straight? What on earth is the matter?"
Gloria smoothed her hair and said casually, "Something happened you don't know about. Claude has kept it from you most of his life."
Martha was stunned.
It seems that we're not talking about the same thing.
Enough with the suspense. Doesn't she know visiting time is limited? Martha cursed Gloria in her head, and that was what she could only do.