บท 820: You Must Help Me

Hearing what Lucas said, Florence shook her head profusely in denial. "No! Don't spout nonsense!

"I gave birth to Cheyenne after a full pregnancy, and she's the child I had with my lover. How could I possibly hate her? Don't talk nonsense. You're not me. How can you know what I think?"

But the way she was behaving now was different from when she was telling her story.

Lucas could still tell whether she was telling the truth or not.

"The reason is simple. In your heart, you still think that if you weren't pregnant with Cheyenne, the man you loved wouldn't have gone to look for your father because he was worried about your future. If he hadn't gone to the Howards, he wouldn't have been killed, and you wouldn't have been so miserable.

"So you've always felt that Cheyenne is the culprit, and your feelings for her are very complicated. Maybe you used to love her a little, but you hate her even more!