Chapter 2: He threw his arms around Molly who was crying.

In the morning, I was awakened by the tearing pain in my lower body. Everything last night was like a nightmare, and it suddenly appeared in my mind.

My first time, my wedding night, was treated as an enemy by Jeff.

It broke all my previous illusions.

The bed around me was already cool.

A little bit of blood on the white sheets was particularly glaring.

I got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, change my clothes, and change the sheets.

Going out, I stood on the stairs on the second floor and saw Sean sitting at the rectangular table and reading the newspaper while eating breakfast.

The golden sunlight in the morning sprinkled on the side of the man through the window, which was warm and sacred.

In the twelfth year of secretly loving him, I dared not to hope for but still dream for marrying him, living in the same house with him and having breakfast together.

Now the dream came true, but I am afraid to move forward.

Last night, he invaded like a beast, reminding me all the time that I never knew this man.

"Miss Carter, you are awake."

When I glanced at Jeff, the servant had already seen me greeted me downstairs.

She didn't call me "Mrs. Jessop" as she did yesterday.

But she calls me Miss Carter.

My heart trembled a little, although my heart was raised with dissatisfaction, because of my identity, I dare not question it. I just hid my fear of last night's, went downstairs, and sat opposite Jeff.

The servant brought the meal over. I didn't have an appetite but only a few mouthfuls.

Looking up, I found that Sean Jessop was just like me. The meal in front of him was almost unmoved.

I didn't know whether if I want to adjust the atmosphere, or to improve this marriage that I didn't know if I could continue. I said with gentle voice, "I'm sorry, I am late today, and tomorrow I will get up early for breakfast."

For me, if anything can be considered a specialty of me, it must be cooking.

After that, I was still looking forward to some response. Sean Jessop threw away the tableware on his hands and got up. His expression was still indifferent. "Let's go, the car is waiting outside."

"Where are we going?" I looked at the man who seemed to have some unpleasant look.

I was worried that if I said something wrong.

I have never been an introvert.

In front of Sean, even breathing would humble into the mud.

At this time, the man had already walked to the door to start changing shoes, and answered without turning back. "Go back to your parents' home."

I sat in the car and was driven to the Carter family.

Before I entered the door, I thought that Sean treated me like that because he was unsatisfied with this marriage with me, not because he found out that I was not my sister.

However, when I followed him and came into the house, I saw Molly, who I had sent to the airport yesterday. But now she stood with my parents in the living room.

Her pair of swollen eyes looked like peaches, and it was obviously that she cried for a long time.

My parents were standing next to her with anger.

I took a look at Sean. My first reaction was that he had already known the substitute of the wedding, so he asked someone to take Molly back.

I was in a panic.

In this city, it can't say that Sean Jessop can call for wind and rain, but if he wants to against someone, it is really simple.

It's ok if it's my own business, but it's now involving my parents and my sister.

In my heart, I blamed myself, and when thinking how to explain it, I saw Sean step forward and threw his arms around Molly who was crying. He lowered his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

What in his eyes was the gentleness that I had never seen.