Ziana shook her head. "I don't understand. She pushed me downstairs just now. If I die, she is the murderer. Shouldn't she pay for it with her life? Why did you stop her from jumping off the building? Is this your love for me?
"If you love me, shouldn't you at least revenge for me? The person who wanted to kill me is right in front of you, but you saved her instead?
"Well, sorry. I don't understand your feelings. Can't you just tell me about your feelings for me?"
At this moment, Edison hardly dared to look her in the eyes. Edison's lips moved. "She... she said she didn't mean it."
Ziana burst out laughing. "Let me guess. You thought I won't forgive you after this, and there was no chance to be with me. Instead of losing both of us, you want to keep Winifred with you, who is devoted to you."
"Ziana," Edison snapped at her, "How can you say that? I never think like that! I'm not the kind of person you said!"