"That's right, you guessed it right. Jimmy found that after she returned from City A, she still contacted this phone number." After speaking, his hand clenched Ashley's phone.

"She's patient enough. She's patient but doesn't show any flaws in front of me. I pretended to be stupid so she could let down her guard and live together, not even being vigilant."


Tyson didn't know how to advise the man sitting next to him, he couldn't open his mouth to advise Milan not to think too much.

'She didn't need to hide it, if she just wanted to find someone with the right marrow for Bentley, why would she hide it so well? Even when facing a "Mentally Abnormal" person like him."

Milan was too sharp, this sharpness came from the business world. It helped him solve everything, and everything would go smoothly. He had inherited this natural sharpness, but at this moment, he wished he was an idiot with the mind of an 8-year-old.


"When she agreed to return to City S with me from City A, she had this plan.  She was going to take action if she couldn't find a successful bone marrow transplant."

Tyson didn't say anything, of course he wasn't an idiot, he had already guessed a part of it in his heart.


Thinking about that girl, how could Milan easily threaten her with a dead grandfather?

Thinking about her initial resistance, how could she easily agree afterward?

It was just that at that time, even the smart Milan had been provoked by the girl he loved returning to S City to the point of being caught off guard.

Tyson suddenly felt a little sympathy for that arrogant man. If he hadn't pretended to be stupid, he wouldn't have been able to make that girl let her guard down. A smart leopard, after all, was no match for a cunning fox.

"Three years ago, she didn't mind spending time and effort to escape. Three years later, she wanted to escape again, but this time, she was prepared for her life."

 After the man finished speaking, he pouted, his eyes filled with bitterness: "I know it's wrong... But I just wanted to live with her until we were old and toothless. But she risked her life to run away from me. Tyson, on her 18th birthday, I never thought that one day I would fall deeply in love with that girl. If I had known earlier, on her 18th birthday, that girl would have had the courage to confess to me. At that moment, I kissed her lips, picked her up on my shoulders, threw her onto the bed, and locked her in my territory from then on."

Tyson listened silently, and the people outside could only feel his heartache and regret. Milan said that he knew he was wrong...

He knew he was wrong, he knew he was wrong. That arrogant man said "

I know I was wrong"

It was truly a desperate statement.

"If I did that, then now... my child would have entered elementary school."

Tyson heard this, feeling as if a pan of hot oil was poured into his heart.

The feeling of meat being cooked in a pan of boiling oil is not pleasant. "I'll have a drink with you."

"I don't drink alcohol, she'll be hungry when she wakes up." After speaking, Milan stood up, and went to the refrigerator to get rice: "I have to cook a little softer porridge, she can't eat hard porridge."

Just as he put the rice on the table, his body suddenly stiffened. His eyes fell on the things in the trash can.

Searching for a while, the slender man bent down, his long fingers reaching out to pick up the pieces of paper in the trash can. Tyson finished washing his hands, quietly washing the couple's cups.

Waiting for everything to return to normal, the man recovered and said: " Mr. Fletcher's lover signed the bone marrow transplant papers. Tyson, Bentley... I have to rely on you."

Tyson stared at the man, he understood. Ashley realized, Milan also realized.

And this bone marrow transplant, the important thing is one month after the surgery. Milan was afraid that something would happen to Bentley after the surgery, afraid that Ashley would be sad. "Okay, I'll go to the emergency room myself."

Ashley slowly woke up. When she woke up, the whole room was dim. She slowly got up and walked to the living room. She was not too surprised to see a man sitting on the sofa watching TV under the warm light.

In the living room, the TV sound was very low, as if afraid that the noise would be too loud and wake the sleeper.

In the hallway, footsteps sounded, and the man turned to look.

The two looked at each other.

The two of them seemed to have never felt so peaceful, like an old couple, as if they knew each other so no one would break this strange peace.

It seemed like nothing had happened.

The man stood up and walked to the wine rack, reheating the food before placing it on the table.

The woman also quietly walked over, sat down on the chair, and began to eat.

It seemed that there had never been love and hatred between them, there had never been painful memories.

After finishing this meal, they felt that the atmosphere seemed more harmonious, and thought that they were dreaming.

The last piece of food had been put into her mouth, and the girl put her chopsticks on the table and made a sound.

"Let me go."

The woman's unpleasant voice rang out, she slowly said.

The man's hand that was washing the dishes and chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air: "You're tired, Tyson said your body is not well, go to sleep now, tomorrow morning I will go to the supermarket to buy chicken and cook chicken soup for you to eat."

"Let me go." The woman's unpleasant voice rang out again, not paying any attention to the man's words.

'Be good." The man put the bowl and chopsticks in his hand into the sink, washed his hands and dried them, then walked towards the girl. He hugged her waist from behind: 'Go to sleep, you will be fine when you wake up."

'Let me go." She said, her eyes filled with calmness.

The hand on her waist was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly, now they were leaning very close to each other but there was no warmth.

Her eyes were dry, dry without a drop of water.

The man still said softly: 'Ashley, go to sleep obediently. I will pretend I never heard this, don't say such stupid things in the future."

The man's voice was still as warm as before, even carrying a bit of indulgence, but also carrying a warning.

'I want to leave here."