All Her Secrets

Audrey turned back to glance at Triston, who bowed his head and remained silent.

He honestly had no idea what Andrea had given his mother. No matter how he tried to persuade his mother these days, she showed no intention of breaking off the engagement.

He didn't care about the opinions of his family. In the past, he would let it be if they didn't want to break off the engagement. After all, it was no use in upholding a false reputation. Anyway, they couldn't force him into a marriage.

However, things were different now; he might not care, but Audrey did. Anything Audrey cared about, he had to take seriously.

Audrey's gaze fell casually on Andrea, who was walking toward her. "Miss Silva, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here," she said in a calm tone.

Andrea smiled faintly and gracefully replied, "Not really a coincidence. Miss Swann, I cspecifically to visit you but didn't expect to run into you in the parking lot. Judging by your appearance, are you about to be discharged?" Andrea always maintained a high posture and was full of smiles, leaving Audrey no choice but to reciprocate. Otherwise, she would have lost and ended up looking bad.

Audrey smiled warmly and said, "Yes. I prepare to go hand recuperate. What a pity. Miss Silva, you won't be able to visit your fiancé in my ward anymore." Triston stood behind Audrey. When he heard the term “fiancé," beads of cold sweat dripped directly from his forehead. Without thinking, he stepped forward and exclaimed, "I don't know who Miss Silva's fiancé is, but it's not me. I can't afford a girl like Miss Silva. Please don't put that kind of label on me." His disdainful expression, as if a plague tainted him, made Andrea's hand clench tightly at her side. She forced herself to swallow the anger and turned to Audrey with a smile. "Miss Swann, since you're leaving the hospital, how about we find a place for coffee?" Audrey stood with one hand in her pocket, casting a sidelong glance at Andrea. "Miss Silva, we can't really be considered friends, can we? If that is the case, why should I give you the face to agree to you?" Even though Audrey was no big shot, she was a somewhat famous actress, the Swanns' young lady. Who did Andrea think she was? Why did Audrey have to go just because Andrea invited her? The smile on Andrea's face froze at this moment, cracking inch by inch, disappearing.

Andrea didn't want things to turn awkward, but Audrey wasn't showing her any respect. "Miss Swann, you aren't interested in me. But what about Ms. Rachael?" she asked.

looked straight at Andrea. "What do you mean?" "No hidden meanings. I just want

up her mother, Rachael, but she was sure it wasn't for anything good. After

a place right at the entrance. Let's go,"

move. She glanced

him, saying, "Wait forin the car." Triston initially wanted to refuse but was silenced by a look

actions. Every tthey met before, Triston presented himself as a

Audrey. He was like a man madly in love. He tenderly cared for Audrey,

gaze shifted toward Andrea, the warmth turned

laughed. Her heart was stung, and she even forgot how to breathe. This was the first tshe was satisfied with the future husband her family

escorted her to the nearby coffee shop before

hot water instead. After taking a sip, she calmly said, "He has left. Speak your mind.” Andrea had tried to contact Triston these days, but she couldn't reach him no matter how she tried. Triston not only avoided meeting her but also blocked her calls. He even warned his friends that whoever told her about his whereabouts

this serious. This