Audrey was bent over laughing.
Shirley Thorne watched her wield the cake knife, her initial shock giving way to utter speechlessness.
She deeply regretted asking the question. 'It made me sound like a total idiot.'
'Audrey, in love with a magnate like him?'
'Would she have held out this long?'
"HAHAHAHAHA…"
Audrey was still laughing.
Shirley couldn't help but sigh. "Stop laughing. Don't you think you look like a complete psycho right now?"
'Laughing hysterically while brandishing a knife... No matter how you looked at it, she seemed like a lunatic who belonged in a jail cell.'
"Sorry!"
Audrey set the knife down and collapsed onto the sofa in a fit of laughter. "Shirley, you think everyone is like you, falling for a block of ice!"
"He's not that cold!"
The words slipped out before she could stop them. Only after speaking did Shirley realize what she'd just said.
