Night came. Ruth had returned from her outing and made dinner for the family. Everyone was now seated around the table, including Lena, who had been forced to sit down by her master.
The quiet clinking of spoons against plates filled the room as they ate.
Suddenly, Ruth paused and glanced at her sister.
"Belinda, have you changed your mind yet? Because if you haven't, I'll call Uncle Roy today. I don't care anymore—I can't sit and watch you throw your life away on a grave mistake," Ruth said, shaking her head.
Belinda stopped eating, dropping her fork onto her plate. "There's no need to call Uncle Roy, sister. I've already decided. I'll annul my engagement with Thiago," she said with an expressionless face.
"Really!?" Ruth gasped, her eyes nearly bulging from her sockets.
"Yes, sister."
"H-How… When? What made you change your mind so suddenly?" Ruth asked again, clearly still in shock.
