Turstin Muller remained silent for a moment before saying, "He is my half-brother. You've seen him before."
"Oh, I thought he looked familiar. So, he's your brother." Valentine Teller asked again, "What's your brother's name? Let me see if I can remember."
Upon hearing this, Turstin Muller felt even worse.
"I'm a bit busy now; I'll talk to you slowly when I get back."
"Okay, talk later."
Valentine Teller didn't dare to disturb Turstin Muller anymore, and hurriedly hung up the phone.
She lay on the sofa, eating grapes, her mind filled with the face that seemed familiar to her.
Her heart felt dull and painful.
Why does my heart ache?
She clutched her chest, at a loss.
What is this feeling of sadness?
Valentine Teller tried to remember something, but the more she thought, the more her head hurt.
She painfully wrapped her arms around her head, forcing herself not to think about anything.
