At that time, I was very nervous. What I feared most was that Sherry forced me to withdraw the lawsuit.

She was kind to me. If she said that, I would definitely compromise.

Sherry nodded after listening, patted my hand and said, "June, you're wronged."

I lowered my head and didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

To my surprise, Sherry didn't persuade me to withdraw the lawsuit but said to me, "let us go with the flow. Molly is spoiled by us. Prison can help her correct her mistakes. But Marlin will find someone to help her, so she won't suffer a lot."

Of course I knew that.

There were also classes in prison cells.

No one cared about me and Molly let someone to torture me, so I lived in the worst prison with Gina and others.

Molly would live in a single room with a TV and a computer.

She was serving her sentence, but she was just restricted to freedom.

I was relieved when I came out of Sherry's house.

I knew Sean would not let me go, but I had secretly vowed that I would not give in no matter how he threatened me.

Sean came to me a week before the trial.

I had already hired a lawyer.

And the case was well founded. Lawyers didn't need to do much. The judge would convict her.

Sean stopped me at my door.

That day I went to a construction site and worked overtime in the company at night to draw pictures. I didn't get home until 11 p.m.

But Sean waited for me until 11 p.m.

"Withdraw."

He said directly when he saw me.

"That's impossible." I answered him. I thought and added, "Unless I die."

I thought he should be very clear about my attitude, position and determination.

I went around him into the corridor. But Sean came after me and pulled me into the stairwell and held me against the wall.

He put his head on my shoulder. His thin lips pressed against my ears and said, "Drop the charges."

This time his tone was clearly lighter.

It even carried some entreaties.

My heart quivered. But I knew that his affection was not because of me but because of Molly.

I closed my eyes and punched my hands on the wall. "No way, unless I die."

I said the same answer.

"In fact, I already know about it. I know you hate her in your heart. You are angry. You want revenge in this way. I understand you. That's why I didn't take care of it and let the police investigate. Now she has been in police custody for a month. If you don't think it's enough, I can compensate you for her."

His words made me angry but I didn't speak.

But his last sentence completely angered me!

"You compensate me? Why do you compensate me for her? Who are you?"

I shoved Sean away. The light in the corridor was on.

I looked at Sean with heartache.

I seemed to realize something and asked, "I see. You've been nice to me so I always thought you really liked me. It seems that I really misunderstood. You compensate me for Molly, don't you?"

"June..."

"Don't call me by name!" I roared, "You just said I hate her. Do you think I don't hate you? It's all because of you and my identity, Mrs. Jessop!"

I paused and went on, "Sean, I can't live without hating you!"

I tried to walk around him again, but Sean grabbed me.

He held me in the corner and whispered, "You can hate me. You can hate her, too. But I won't let her go to jail."

Every word of his is like countless needles sticking into me.

They destroyed all my previous fantasies.

I was in pain.

I stood still and refused to compromise, "Then you can find someone to kill me. You'd better do it quickly, or the trial will be held in a few days."

With that, I felt Sean grabbing at my wrist. My wrist hurt.

But I didn't shout a word.

Sean said, "I can't kill you, but I'll tear down the orphanage..."

"Then do it. You'd better destroy Universe design co. LTD, too."

I spoke before he finished and finished what he wanted to say.

He used the orphanage and Universe design co. LTD every time to force me to give in.

But this time I had made up my mind not to compromise.

The two of us stood there for a long time. The stairwell was very quiet. I could even hear Sean breathing and my heart beating.

Although we didn't talk, I was absurdly hoping for a longer time.

I was afraid Sean would leave now. Then we may never see each other again.

When I thought so, I heard him say, "Then don't regret!"

His tone was cold.

He seemed to be talking to an enemy.

He said that and left.

I looked at his back and thought I was really sad. When I was nostalgic, he had begun to hate me.

That's fine.

In this way, I could better persuade myself to give up.

I didn't think Sean would do that, but the next day I got a call from the old Dean of the orphanage.

He told me that the orphanage was going to be demolished so they were going to move. Because there was no more suitable place, they could only live in one dormitory building.

He called me to ask if I could help with the packing this weekend.

When I got the news, I was surprised, but I wasn't surprised either.

Maybe I didn't think Sean would be so heartless to me.

But the fact once again gave me a loud slap in the face.

I promised the old Dean to help with the packing.

I went to the orphanage this weekend morning.

I thought I was firm and I was going to put Molly in jail no matter what happened in the orphanage.

But I saw it in the orphanage.

The older children were packing. A few younger children refused to leave. Some children were sitting on the basketball court with their heads down. There were also some girls hiding in the corner secretly wipe tears.

I looked at them. Although I knew Sean built the orphanage.

I thanked him. But now it was cruel for him to tear it down.

At first I was helping with the packing. But a little girl came and held my leg and asked, "Auntie, can we not leave here? I like it here!"

I looked down and saw that her eyes were swollen.

My heart ached suddenly, and I even felt that I was the culprit of all this.