"So, what is your relationship to Janet Burke?" asked Hannah.
After confiding her secret, she asked him directly.
"Hannah, I am not a giddy man," said Oscar slowly.
"I had nothing to do with Janet Burke" Oscar added when Hannah was thinking of something.
Hannah turned over and looked at him. In the darkness, they stared into each other's eyes. She did not know why she believed him and his words.
"Oscar, can you tell me who you are?"
"Is that important to you?"
"Yes," she said after a moment's hesitation, although she was a little worried about his answer.
Oscar was so somber and callous sometimes, which was obviously different from her. She didn't know if she could accept what he would say next.
"I'm sorry." Oscar signed, "I can't tell you."
Hannah felt a little upset.
"It doesn't mean I don't trust you. I don't want to mess up your life."
Hannah pursed her lips and continued, "Oscar, are you bad?" She finally asked that question.
"I'm not a good one," replied Oscar. His answer was so ambiguous.
"But I won't harm you." It seemed to be a promise to her.
Gazing at him, Hannah was not sure enough whether she was to believe him.
That night, they shared secrets but kept some to themselves. When Hannah woke up in the morning, Oscar had left.
Wasn't he used to dawdle in bed, especially during the period of recuperation from his leg injury?
She didn't know when his leg got better. When he came to save her last night, there was no sign of injury on his leg at all. He even carried her all the way back here.
That was extremely heartwarming. Thinking of it, Hannah got up.
Although she was wrapped like a mummy, there were only minor cuts and bruises on her and she felt a lot better after a night of nursing.
Then she went downstairs. Max had been there, busy with his tasks.
"Ms Wells," he hurried forward as he saw her.
"Where's Oscar?"
"He's left."
Hannah was stupefied, "Where did he leave for?"
"For the capital."
Hearing those words, Hannah felt a little upset. 'How could he leave without telling me? Last night he was so affectionate, but early this morning he left without saying anything.' she though to herself.
"Master Oscar got some things to take care of." Max explained.
"It has nothing to do with me either." Hannah seemed cold.
Seeing how she reacted, Max smiled. 'Mrs Wells says one thing when it's really another.' he though.
"Ms Wells, Do you want to have breakfast?"
"Yeah, thank you."
Hannah walked directly to the table. Max put the breakfast on the table and went to do his own things. He knew Hannah didn't like company.
Hannah was watching the news while eating breakfast. She suddenly goggled.
She clicked on the live news and saw that 'Early this morning, a female body was found in the old warehouse on Wisteria Street. Two male bodies were found outside the warehouse, one of which was found with a horrifying lower body.' Hannah hurriedly zoomed in on the photo and looked at it.
She changed the subject. Sometimes she would choose to escape things that she was unwilling to face.
"Do you want me to come back?" Oscar seemed to laugh at himself.
"Light Building will reopen the day after tomorrow. I want you to come back and cut the ribbon with me."
"Okay." he agreed immediately.
"Will you come back punctually?" Hannah felt it somewhat incredible and asked again.
"Since you're missing me. I must hurry back."
"See you the day after tomorrow." Oscar ginned.
"Okay."
Hannah stayed in silence after hanging up the phone. She glanced at the news again, and she decided to let go of all her misgivings. She realized that, since they had come to the path, there was no reason to regret it. She had to believe the way she had chosen.
After breakfast, Hannah went to the company as usual.
The majority of her wounds were on her body. Her face, covered with makeup, seemed unharmed.
The man who drove her to work was not Jimmy but he was also ordered by Oscar.
Oscar had known that she would go out, so he arranged another driver for her temporarily.
Hannah was always moved by these actions of Oscar.
He did not like to flatter her, but all the things he had done for her revealed his profound love.
He was a sharp contrast to Charles Sawyer, who usually spoke sugared words to show his illusory love. Charles never took any action.
It turned out that Oscar Wells and Charles Sawyer were radically different. She should not doubt the love of Oscar because of Charles Sawyer.
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