The air fell silent.
Tristan Sterling stood stunned for three seconds before he reacted, his brows knitting together. "What did you say?"
"Tristan Sterling, when you were in that car crash all those years ago, I was the one who pulled you out of the car before it exploded!"
Holly Sinclair finally roared out the truth she had suppressed for years.
It was something she had originally disdained to even mention.
She knew he wouldn't believe her even if she told him, so why should she bring that humiliation upon herself?
Back then, she had loved him and was afraid he would mistake her for a manipulative, scheming woman.
So, even though she had been terribly wronged, she chose to swallow her pride and endure in silence.
Later, when she no longer loved him, she felt it was pointless to speak with him, so she couldn't be bothered to bring up these old stories.
