Half of my face was numb. I was not surprised by his change.

I stood up straight and covered my face and said, "there are a lot of cameras here. If you want to go to jail, you can go on."

"Give me the money!" Marlin scolded me, "if my company goes out of business, I will turn off your grandmother's ventilator and won't let you go!"

My face hurt. It may be swollen.

I knew Marlin didn't care about Sherry. He hadn't turned off Sherry's ventilator because he didn't want to be scolded.

I put my hand down and looked at him fearlessly. "You're incompetent, so your company will fail. If you turn off my grandma's ventilator, I won't let you go!"

Money could make people brave.

I had more than ten million dollars in my account, so I was not afraid of him at all.

Then I turned and left. I didn't care if Marlin was furious behind me.

I packed up after I went home.

My new house was small but warm.

I sat by the window and put the ice bag on my face. I looked out of the window and thought a lot.

I sent those photos to Sean two days ago, but he didn't respond.

Could he bear to be betrayed?

Where was Linda? I wanted to find her and investigate with her what happened.

And Murray.

Although I said I would contact him, I didn't have his contact information. He was mysterious, so I was sure no one knew it. I couldn't ask Sean.

And Sean.

I would leave him and live alone.

I didn't think Marlin would come to me again.

I didn't expect Marlin to show up at the door of my company just three days later.

I wanted to make a detour when I saw him.

Marlin followed me and said with a smile, "June, does your face hurt? Dad was wrong the other day. Dad was impulsive. Dad regreted it after dad went back."

He was like a father coaxing his children this time.

It was a pity that I grew up and wouldn't be cheated by him again.

I went in a different direction, but he still followed me, "June, dad really apologize to you this time. Dad hurt you before. Dad understands that you don't lend dad money. Dad doesn't blame you."

Marlin said four or five "dad". I felt sick.

I couldn't stand it and looked back at him. I frowned and said, "Mr. Carter, since you know what you've done before, stop pestering me, or I'll call the police!"

"Don't!" Marlin was still not angry. "I really want to make up with you this time. I now understand that it's our fault that you had been in the orphanage for so long and we didn't care about your past."

"..."

"So I, your mother and Molly are waiting for you at home. Let's eat at home this time. We made your favorite dish!"

Marlin followed me like a fly.

He used to be arrogant, but now he had changed.

I stopped and turned to him, "Mr. Carter, what do I like to eat?"

Ha ha, they never asked me what I liked to eat in those three years.

Sure enough, Marlin was stunned. He faltered, "I don't know. Your mother cooked the meal."

"Then you can call Mrs. Fanning and ask what I like to eat."

I thought Marlin would refuse.

But he really started dialing.

I didn't stop him.

When the phone was connected, Marlin asked Inez, "what did you cook for June?"

Although I couldn't hear Inez's answer, I could see Marlin was embarrassed.

But soon he looked at me and said, "Squirrel Fish, shrimp and..."

"Enough. Mr. Carter, these are Molly's favorites, not me."

In fact, when I asked, I had some unrealistic expectations.

But when Marlin spoke, I was disappointed.

Molly couldn't eat spicy food, so she liked light food. But I liked spicy food.

I went to the subway station. Marlin chased me and apologized.

Actually, I should go.

But I thought something was wrong.

I was afraid if I went, I couldn't come back.

Marlin wanted to go in when I got into the subway station. But the gate could only pass one person at a time.

He was stopped outside.

One of the staff members said to him, "Sir, you can't break in."

There were many people in the subway station at this time. I turned my head and took a look.

Marlin was standing at the gate and looking at me.

There was no apology in his eyes, but cold hatred.

I had goose bumps all over.

I had a bad feeling.

Nothing happened for two weeks after that day.

My days were as usual. I went to work during the day and rest at night. Daisy came back once so we went out for dinner.

One day at the end of August, I got a call from Sherry's hospital. They told me Sherry was in danger!

I was talking to the customer about the design. When I got the call, I quickly explained to the customer and packed up. I rushed to the hospital with my laptop.

By the time I arrived, Sherry was in the emergency room.

A doctor told me something was wrong with Sherry's catheter. This catheter was not sterile, so Sherry was infected.

In fact, there were problems with the whole batch of catheters.

But Sherry was a vegetable, so her resistance was worse than the average patient.

Her immune system was destroyed and she was in a very critical situation so they informed me.

I was scared.

I sat in the hallway of the hospital and prayed, "grandma, you can't have an accident."

After a while, Jessica arrived.

"How's Mom?" Jessica grabbed me and asked.

"I don't know." I was upset.

Jessica went to ask a doctor. When she came back, she sat next to me and said impatiently, "this hospital is not reliable. There's something wrong with the catheter. If my mother died, I would sue them!"

I squinted at Jessica.

She didn't seem to be the one who tried to turn off the ventilator.