I am not making excuses!!!
Fiona Grant definitely doesn't believe this kind of explanation. Nathan Foster just raises an eyebrow.
"This is the evidence of you harassing me."
At this moment, South Grant is lying on top of Nathan Foster, looking completely ready to bring him to justice on the spot.
"I really didn't know, I thought it was a dream." South Grant continues to explain.
"People often say dreams reflect your inner thoughts, things you think about a hundred times in your mind during the day appear in your dreams."
South Grant sees Nathan Foster's twisted reasoning and feels like there's old anger trapped in their throat.
"Even if I had a hundred mouths, I couldn't explain it." South Grant wails.
"You don't need a hundred mouths, just two are enough." Nathan's smile is a bit ambiguous.
Two mouths???
South Grant looks puzzled.
Then...
Two mouths!!!
Oh my!
Upper and lower mouths...
How could he be so dirty...
South Grant, feeling exasperated, retorts defiantly:
