When he said that, in fact, I thought he could stop.

I knew what happened next.

But I didn't speak.

He said, "I was kidnapped that year. The kidnappers wanted money and hated me for being rich. They beat me crazy. Later, although my parents agreed to pay, I was almost killed."

Sean continued, "the kidnappers were scared to see me dying. They didn't take the money and threw me to an old construction site and ran away. It was winter, so there was no one on the site. When I really thought I was going to die..."

"You met her."

I said it for him.

To be exact, he met me.

Sean froze and looked at me. "Did she tell you?"

"I..." I hesitated. I wanted to tell the truth, but I wanted to know what Sean thought of me at that time. I shook my head. "I can guess it."

Sean smiled and continued, "Yeah, then she took me to the hospital. Because I was unidentified and she was a child, the hospital refused to accept me, so she knelt down and begged the doctor. At that moment, I..."

"You fell in love with her and wanted to marry her. You found her out of the crowd and married her, didn't you?"

I looked at Sean.

I felt ridiculous for a moment!

She took my place!

Sean nodded. "I did look for her for many years, but I didn't find her. When Grandpa arranged this marriage for me, I didn't agree. When Grandpa sent me her picture, I recognized her at a glance."

"How do you know it's her?" Not me?

I didn't say the latter.

Sean looked at me. "I wasn't sure, but when I first met her and mentioned that, Molly immediately said it. And she made the details of kneeling and kowtowing very clear. At that time, my family came later, so no one else knew about itexcept me and her."

I was stunned.

Sean was right. Nobody knew about that except me and him.

Why did Molly know?

I looked at Sean and hesitated. I said, "then why do you believe it's her? Didn't you think it was me? If I told her..."

"You?"

When he spoke, I could see his eyes shining clearly.

It seemed that this was the best answer he expected.

I looked at him and asked him, "what are you going to do if it's me?"

"I will marry you. I've done a lot of wrong things before. I will use my whole life to compensate you." Sean opened his arms and hugged me.

His thin lips in my ears asked me, "is it you?"

It was me.

Without Judy, I would have answered without hesitation, but at this moment I hesitated and asked him, "will you do anything because of this matter without principle?"

"Yes."

Sean replied without hesitation.

"I'm sorry it's not me."

I said without hesitation.

I'd rather not have Sean like that.

I clearly felt his arm tighten a little as I spoke. His movements showed that he was disappointed.

I closed my eyes and could feel my disappointment. I wanted to tell Sean about it for so many years.

Now the chance was in front of me but I gave up.

I wanted to trade this secret for freedom.

I was afraid of being locked up in the multimedia room.

"I'm sorry it's not me, so let me go." I repeated and added my prayers at the same time.

I pushed him away.

Sean still had deep disappointment in his black eyes.

I guessed he just said it with great hope.

"It's impossible." Sean was still holding my hand. He looked ahead and said firmly, "even if it's not you, you must stay with me and let me make up for you!"

"Are you not afraid that I have HIV now?"

I looked at him jokingly.

When it came to it, Sean's eyes were a little red. He put a little pressure on the palm of his hand. After a while he said, "if you have, let's go to hell together. I won't let you bear everything alone."

I was really moved. If I got this disease, I might be moved by Sean's words.

Unfortunately I didn't.

"Don't move yourself, President Jessop." I also looked forward and said lightly, "in fact, as long as I go back to York, President Jessop can know my every move. You don't have to lock me up like a canary to satisfy your guilt."

"..."

Sean didn't say a word.

I didn't wait for him and slept with my eyes closed.

When I woke up, I was almost in York.

The plane landed. We took our luggage. I looked at Sean, "President Jessop, I want to go home. Your house is too big and cold. I like living in my own little house."

"Then I'll be with you."

"No, President Jessop. You have a lot of work. It's better for you to work first." I hesitated for a moment and gave him my passport in my bag, "here you are, I will not run away. You can rest assured."

I couldn't escape even if I wanted to, could I?

Maybe Sean was relieved to get my passport. He took a key out of his pocket and handed it to me, "the key to your room."

I parted ways with him when we got out of the airport.

I had no job for a long time.

I went home and lay in bed and planned my future life. I had savings and competition bonuses so I had a lot of money even if I rent a house.

Even if the price of York No.1 had gone up, I should be able to afford it.

But the agent contacted Cindy so I didn't have her mobile number. If I wanted to contact her, in addition to asking Sean, I could leave a letter at the door of that house.

I would let the owner of the house respond to me after seeing it.

It was late now, so I planned to go tomorrow.

I had been out for a long time, so almost everything in the fridge was rotten. I cleaned up and went downstairs to take out the garbage and buy vegetables in the supermarket.

Because it was the weekend, there were many people in the supermarket.

There were a few children playing between the shelves.

One of them ran too fast and fell in front of me. I quickly helped him and asked, "are you ok?"

"Thank you..." The child saw my face and was suddenly shocked. He froze and shouted, "come on, this aunt is so ugly!"