"Okay, I'll bring her home."
Shaun carried Sarah, and Yael tagged along with them.
When he was about to place Sarah in the car, she suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Amid her sobs, she said, "Don't let go of me, Shaunic. Don't leave me. I know I'm filthy, and that’s why you don’t want to touch me."
"No. It’s not what you think." Shaun's heart sank.
"You don't have to explain. I understand." She covered his mouth. "Actually, I know you've slept at Catherine's place for the past two nights. You lied to m e, saying that you went on a business trip, but it's alright. It's my fault because I can't satisfy you. I don't mind being the shameful girlfriend forever as long as you’re happy. It doesn't matter as long as I can stay by your side and see you every day when I open my eyes.
"I love you. How can I possibly love you so much?
When I met you for the very first time back then, I fell deeply in love with you. As long as I can marry you, I can die without regret."
She fell asleep while mumbling in his arms.
Yael could not help but say, "Eldest Young Master, when you lied to Miss Neeson that you went on a
business trip last night, she actually broke down and cried. But she told me not to let you know. She was willing to endure everything on her own. She even mentioned that she doesn't mind Catherine staying by your side."
"That’s enough." Shaun clenched his fists. There was a hint of determination in his eyes. "I'll arrange our wedding for next month.”
"That’s wonderful, but... You have yet divorced, right?”
"I’ll get the proof of divorce tomorrow," Shaun replied indifferently.
The next day. 1
8:00 a.m. at Hackett Institute.
Catherine was preparing breakfast when she heard a series of urgent knocks on the door.
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