"Fiona told me everything," Tracie replied and Anastasia's eyes widened in shock.
Anastasia immediately dropped her bag on the couch and settled down opposite Tracie. From Tracie's expression, it didn't seem like what Fiona had revealed was something useful.
"What did she say?" Anastasia carefully asked, hands rubbing against each other in anxiety.
**
In Fiona's hospital room, she was seated on her bed, obviously shaking for an unknown reason.
"Tell me everything," Tracie urged as she looked at her. She'd thought Fiona would only be opening her mouth to speak after she'd settled matters with her husband, but since the latter was finally willing to talk even when she didn't need to pressurize her, she wasn't going to waste this chance.
