Sandra’s father was startled and intimidated by Wilson’s reaction.

“Wilson, don’t you listen to those damned journalist. About… the bone marrow donation, I lied to you, but that was because I love you. I liked you before you even knew who I was. That’s… that’s why I did what I did. A-Although I lied to you, but… dishonesty’s not a crime, is it?!” Sandra countered defensively.

Wilson glanced at Sandra and snarled, “You liked me?” His eyes were red and his voice sounded hoarse. “Did you like m