I looked up at Sean and his eyes were as soft as ever.

With a smile on his lips.

When he looked at me, it was like I was the only person in his world.

But I knew he was not going to be mine.

I looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to go to your wedding?"

"I respected your choice but my wedding was on the island. It is going to be hard to get there by boat." Sean answered.

So gentle.

He thought so for me.

But why my heart hurt so much?

I looked at him with a wry smile. "You are a great actor. At this moment, I think you are telling the truth."

"I am telling the truth."

Sean said that seriously.

There seemed to be some firmness in his expression.

He sat down and pulled me to sit on his lap. I wrapped my hands around his neck and frowned slightly. "I really hope everything is as I guess."

"What did you guess?"

"You really love me, but you have enemies and you are afraid they will hurt me, so you choose to leave me."

At this point, I put out all my childish imagination.

He raised his hand and patted my hair on the top of my head. "Maybe it is true."

"You don't have to lie to me." I shook my head. "If you think about it, you never said that you love me, only I express my feelings blindly..."

"I will say it now." His hand pressed me harder slightly. He took me close to him, put his thin lips to my ear, and said, "I love you."

In that second, my tears fell again.

My tears, like broken beads, couldn't stop.

I pushed him away and said with tears, "Stop. I'll take it seriously."

It just made me feel worse.

But Sean had no plans to stop. He held me in one hand and clasped my back with his other hand to kiss my tears.

I heard him say, "Do not cry, I will be sad to see you cry."

I cried harder when I heard him.

He kissed my tears. In the end, the thin lips fell on my lips, with a strong smell of tobacco, mixed with the unique breath of men.

At this moment, I had no resistance to him.

Just an instinctive response.

I could feel something changing a bit where I was sitting, and soon I heard the man's movement of unfastening the belt buckle.

"No."

No!

I knew we can't do this!

"I want you. For the last time, we make love hard."

His one hand was on my waist, and he quickly unbuttoned the buttons on my back ...

Last time?

Let me indulge myself.

I knew I was sorry about Cindy, but...

That day, Sean and I made love from the office, the lounge, from the sun to the sunset, and I fell asleep in his arms.

And then I woke up by Daisy's phone.

She asked where I was.

I looked at the empty double bed I was lying on, and suddenly felt like I had an unreal dream.

I said, "I am outside. I will be right back."

I hung up on the phone and sat up from my bed, and my uncoordinated body reminded me that things really happened during the day.

I saw a new suit on the sofa.

Sean always did that. He always prepared things for me.

This must be the last time.

When I changed my clothes and went out, Sean did not leave. He stood in front of the huge French window and smoked.

There were already cigarette butts on the ground.

It appeared that there were more than twenty.

Was he just standing here smoking?

I looked at his sculptural face, and there seemed to be sorrow in his deep eyes.

The light on the opposite floor shone through the glass as if it had painted a layer of light on him.

So pretty.

Sean really looked great. In my eyes, there was probably no better man than him.

What is more, he was so gentle and so nice to me...

But after today, everything was gone.

"Awake?" I stood there for two minutes before Sean found me coming out.

When he spoke, he was already as indifferent as in the morning.

He saw me and seemed to look at an unrelated person.

I looked at him neatly, and couldn't adapt to his change at all. After a while, I said, "Well, I'm awake so I'll go first."

As I said, I went out with my bag.

His voice came from behind me, "What's the secret you said?"

Did he remember?

I looked at him, hesitated, and said, "I will write a note and put it in a wedding gift. Since Mr. Jessop has been deceiving me, then I just hope that you can live with guilt after seeing this for a while."

I didn't expect him to feel guilty all his life.

As long as he felt guilty for a while, then I felt like my victory.

I walked out of the building. It was ten o'clock in the evening.

There were few cars outside.

Instead of taking a taxi, I walked home.

I needed to calm down. Sean's reaction just made me wonder why his acting skills were so good.

Did all successful people manage their faces well?

I just got to the intersection and saw a white car parked there.

Cindy got out of the car.

When I saw her, I couldn't help but panic and pulled the collar subconsciously.

Cindy saw me and did not seem to notice anything unusual. She greeted me as usual. "Miss Carter, where are you going? Can't you find a taxi? Do you need a ride?"

"Ah." I looked at her, and felt guilty, and said embarrassingly, "No, I just take a walk."

As I said, I wanted to leave quickly.

But Cindy suddenly came over, "Miss Carter, since I met you, I don't need to call you."

"Well?"

I looked at her.

Cindy said with a light smile on her face, "My friend said he has found the right house to move in the day after tomorrow. You just need to find a time to go through the house transfer formalities with me and return the money to me."

"So fast?" I was a little surprised.

"Well, you said it was a gift from your grandmother, and now that your grandmother is dead, I know this house is important to you, so I urged him. As long as he has money, his rental house is still easy to find."

Cindy explained it to me with a smile.

She made me feel even more guilty and ashamed of what I had done.

At this point, I made up my mind and said to Cindy, "Well, thank you. Miss Lewis, I wish you and Mr. Jessop happiness. I think I will leave York after a while."

"Actually you don't have to leave." Cindy was talking, then her eyes moved from my face to my back. She said, "Sean, are you off work?"