It was already late at night. There were no buses, and only a few taxis were available.
Ethan and Janet slowly walked back along the quiet road.
Janet hadn't stopped crying ever since they left the Lind family's house.
Ethan took off his jacket and wrapped it around Janet, holding her in his arms. He was now wearing only a white T-shirt that clung to his chiseled body.
"Don't you want to ask me something?" Janet sniffed and looked up at him. The pool of tears in her eyes sparkled under the dim streetlight.
"Well, I have a lot to ask. I just don't know where to begin." Ethan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb. His calm, resonant voice made her cry harder.
Ethan couldn't watch her break down before him.
Crying was one thing he didn't like about Janet. He wanted to make sure she didn't shed a tear again.
"When I was one year old, Bernie and Fiona adopted me. But a year later, Jocelyn was born. Since they had a daughter of their own, they stopped caring about me. Hannah was a maid in the Lind family. She was the one who raised me. I was living with Hannah in the countryside before I grew up and came to the city. Bernie and Fiona gave Hannah some money every month. However, that was not enough to meet our expenses. They didn't bother increasing the monthly allowance. Hannah bought things for me with her money. She doesn't have any family, and I have been taking care of her. She is all I have. Now, to make things worse, Fiona has secretly intercepted the liver for Hannah's transplant. I don't know how long it will take to find another donor. I don't know how she is going to manage."
Janet sniffed, gasping for breath. Ethan pulled out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. Seeing Janet hitching with sobs, he pulled her into his arms.
"So you told me about your deal with them in a fit of anger?" Ethan asked softly, his chin resting on her head.
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