Chapter 3

"Jenny's homeroom teacher said that Jenny hasn't been to school for two days. She couldn't find you, so she called me."

"Winnie, what on earth are you doing?"

"I told you that Luna is a promising talent. I, I admire her a great deal. The relationship between me and her is a normal teacher - student relationship. Do you have to go crazy just because I like her?"

"Don't have time to talk about this. Hurry up and send Jenny back to school."

The first call that Sean had made in such a long time was a rebuke.

I listened expressionlessly and then hung up.

At that time, I hadn't slept for three days.

I watched with my own eyes as Jenny's body was placed into the freezer, and since then, I could scarcely close my eyes.

I didn't have Jenny anymore.

I had lost her forever.

Henry said that to extract the DNA evidence left by the criminals in Jenny's body and to conduct a series of identifications, an autopsy had to be performed.

He said that the expert invited for the identification was quite busy and had to wait until he was free, so Jenny had to be put into the freezer to be preserved for a while.

During these days, Henry was concerned about my mental state and had taken almost all the leave he could.

"Winnie, eat something. How can you catch those scoundrels if you continue like this?"

I wanted to eat too.

But whenever I ate something, I would always vomit it out.

I had no option. I really had no option.

When I vomited until there was only acid in my stomach again, I finally couldn't hold on and collapsed.

And was caught by Henry, who was quick - witted and deft - handed.

He carried me away from this place close to Jenny and walked towards the hospital.

And we encountered the last person I wanted to see.

"Henry, Winnie, why are you two together?"

Before he could finish frowning and asking, Luna, who was behind him, tugged at his sleeve and whined pitifully.

"Master, my hand hurts..."

Only then did I notice the small wound on Luna's wrist.

It wasn't deep, nor was it that severe.

But it was sufficient to make Sean feel sympathetic towards her.

He didn't even concern himself with us and simply left with Luna.

When leaving, he only said one sentence -

"Have some decency."

"I'm not dead yet."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly spoke.

My voice was hoarse and unpleasant due to vomiting for many days, rough like stones grating, as if I was muttering to myself.

"Sean, you might as well be dead."

When I lay in bed, sleepless all night, the next morning, the door of the ward was pushed open violently.

"Winnie, finally found you."

"What are you crazy about?"

"Where's the child? Where's Jenny? Where did you hide her?"

I stared at him numbly and suddenly laughed.

Tears slid down from the corners of my eyes, wetting my clothes.

I had cried so many times these days that when the tears slid past the corners of my eyes, a sharp pain like countless needles pricking my heart emerged.

I opened my hoarse voice: "Sean, Jenny is gone."

Sean frowned fiercely and strode towards me, grasping my wrist.

"Winnie, are you ill?"

"Is this something to joke about?"

His grip was surprisingly strong, and soon my wrist turned red.

Looking at him like this, suddenly I felt a wave of nausea rising again.

I vomited.

There was nothing in my stomach to vomit except acid and some blood.

Sean was a bit of a germophobe. Seeing me like this, he took several steps back.

I vomited until my throat burned as if on fire, and then I stopped.

I reached for the bag on the cabinet and with some difficulty pulled out a document from it.

With all my strength, I threw it in front of Sean.

Sean didn't pick it up.

"Sean, let's get a divorce."

Just then, the door of the ward was opened by someone.

"Winnie, I bought fresh millet porridge. The doctor said that your stomach has been in a bad state because you haven't eaten for too long. You can only drink some porridge first..."

Sean glanced at the divorce agreement on the floor and then at Henry who pushed the door and entered.

He suddenly sneered sarcastically.

"Winnie, so eager to get a divorce. Is it because of him?"

"When you married me, you swore that you would only love me for a lifetime. Has your lifetime become so short so quickly?"

Sean was a cold person and didn't like to argue.

But once he was serious, his words were like thorny cacti, stabbing painfully.

"Winnie, I never thought you were this kind of person."

"To run away with another man for the sake of divorce and hide your own daughter. You can do such things."

"You want a divorce, okay. Jenny will be raised by me. As for you, this irresponsible mother, I won't let her see you again."

My breathing suddenly became rapid.

I grabbed the water glass on the bedside and threw it at Sean with all my might.

I really had no strength left.

I missed.

I was crying, every word like blood.

"With you? How?

"Jenny is gone. She left. She's dead!"

This word "dead" was the one I had been reluctant to mention all along.

Now, in front of Sean, I made myself a broken mess again.

Pillows, books, mobile phones, I lost control of my emotions and threw everything I could at him. Finally, exhausted, I collapsed on the ground and was caught by Henry.

I knew Henry was clenching his fists tightly.

He wanted to hit Sean.

But his identity didn't allow him to make mistakes.

I shook my head at him.

Sean stood there for a long, long time.

Finally, he just threw one sentence at me -

"Winnie, you're simply irrational."

He turned to leave, and Henry said in a calm voice.

"On the third floor of the freezer room in District B, Jenny is there."

Sean sneered.

"You two, quite good at acting."

"My daughter is gone. How could I not know?"

Haha, right. How could he not know?