ome from the depths of his heart, almost startling Edith: "Ah, please don''t all hold onto me, leave me alone, allow me to rest for a moment like everyone else!"
It seemed as though he had expended a great deal of energy in saying this, for he was hit by a wave of dizziness. He covered his eyes with one hand, staggered back two steps, and fell into the armchair.
Seeing him like this, Edith couldn''t help feeling guilty, but her pride wouldn''t allow her to approach him.
Seeing that he kept his hand on his eyes, his body leaning to one side and still, she hesitated for a moment, and then turned to walk out of the living room.
Margot happened to be walking to the living room door at that moment. She took a quick glance at the man inside, then pulled her sister worriedly and whispered, "Edith? Get Andre to come to the dining room and eat something before he leaves."
Edith hesitated for a moment before turning around, but the person who had fallen into the chair abruptly stood up, grabbed the file pocket off the coffee table.
He looked like a total stranger now. There was no trace of the discomfort or despair from before on his face, only a cold and almost cruel demeanor that had never been revealed to her in their alone time.
Andre paused for a moment in the same spot, then strode past her and Margot without a glance, heading towards the door. Edith felt for a moment that she had never known him.