Last time, because of Irene Spencer, there had been such a huge misunderstanding between Vera Wave and Kris Cooper. She just couldn't swallow this indignity.
This time, she deliberately brought up the matter, just to annoy her.
At these words, Irene Spencer's hand, which was holding the door handle, stiffened. The doorknob, previously pressed down, suddenly sprang back, pinching the flesh in her palm.
Irene Spencer quickly withdrew her hand from the pain, turning her face to look at Vera Wave on the hospital bed in astonishment.
"You... you mean six years ago?"
Could it be that... she remembered?
Irene Spencer's intense reaction surprised Vera Wave somewhat. Assuming Irene found it unbelievable, Vera Wave's lips curled into a smirk.
"That's right! When I met Kris Cooper, you didn't even know who he was!"
As she spoke, her gaze fell on Irene Spencer's face.
That face…
Gazing at Irene Spencer, Vera Wave was struck by a strange sense of familiarity with the woman before her.
