Is This A Lie Or The Truth?

To be precise, it was an unbelievably beautiful diamond ring. It shone luxuriously and was incredibly dazzling. Frank's joyful eyes glimmered with anticipation. "Bobo, do you like it?" Lucille retorted, "Do you want the truth or a lie?" The truth was that she did not like it. If he wanted the lie, she would just shut her mouth. Frank did not dwell on this issue. He feared that pursuing it further would only result in him hearing hurtful words. "Bobo, are you hungry? Would you like to eat something and then go for a walk?" "I'm tired, and I want to rest. Would you mind leaving?" Lucille sat on the bed. Her tone was sharp and hostile. The depths of Frank's eyes darkened. He understood Lucille's temperament. She was always open-minded and not easily angered. Once she was truly angered, any further coaxing would be in vain unless she calmed herself down. There were only a few days left to the wedding. Frank took a step back and left the bedroom. Before closing the door, Frank whispered, "R