Kieran caught the softly thrown pillow. He stared at Joanna who had rageful eyes.
"You are angry? Because I made you cry? Honestly, if it wasn't for Harold and Cohen, I wouldn't even be here at all, looking at you trying to die! It really is detestable!"
Kieran said this while pretending to give a cold laugh in disdain. At the same time, he continued to inspect Joanna's expression.
Although the girl's face was covered by bandages and gauze, some micro-expressions and subtle changes of her eyes were enough for Kieran to tell. He continued.