His voice was unbearably soft. "I’ve already bought a house in Switzerland. Next year, we’ll move there and enjoy life together."
This was the same man who had been tangled up with Lianna just that morning, now performing a heartfelt act in front of me.
Some lies, no matter how beautifully told, remain lies.
Lianna sauntered into the dissection room, swaying her hips and deliberately drawing out her words. "Mr. Collins is such a caring husband."
"Alice, if you’d be willing to give him to me, that would be perfect."
I kept my head down, continuing to sort the experimental data, pretending not to hear her provocations.
But she stepped closer, her actions growing bolder. "Alice, you should really take care of yourself. If you overwork and drop dead, Mr. Collins will be mine."
My fingers paused briefly on the keyboard.
Before I could respond, Giovanni’s face darkened with rare anger. "Dr. Lopez, watch your mouth. My wife doesn’t appreciate jokes like that."
Jealousy flared in Lianna’s eyes. She tried to push further, but Giovanni shoved her out of the room.
Watching this performance, I found it laughable.