Chapter 423
Bogus Billionaire
Sean helplessly looked at Kirk in the passenger seat. However, Kirk was in a good mood. The corners of his lips curved into a small smile.
Following yesterdayâs route, the two of them started visiting each house. With translators like Sean and Kirk around, they did better than yesterday.
Caroline finally had the opportunity to introduce the items she had brought from Easton, and Macovoâs residents could have a better understanding of the things she was giving them.
This approach undoubtedly increased the residentsâ trust in the four of them. And sure enough, they began opening up to them.
Several people said they were at the skating rink that day and saw that girl falling by herself.
Since she had made too much noise and was an outsider, they remembered her as clear as day.
They even offered to help record a video to prove Gwenâs innocence if necessary, which was an unexpected surprise.
Although they were only witnesses, they could at least prove that Miaâs side of the story was false.
Then, if Sean came forward and said that his girlfriend at the time was Gwen, it would greatly reduce Miaâs credibility.
Gwen had never thought of letting Sean admit that she was his girlfriend. She had never given him the chance either.
After Mia had shown up, Gwen had been afraid that she could become like her mother or Mia, someone who would become the worst person for the sake of love. Therefore, she had sent a breakup text to Sean.
Thinking about it now, Gwen felt somewhat amused by her actions.
âWhat are you smiling about?â Sean asked as he drove, noticing Gwen smiling in the rearview mirror.
Gwen immediately stopped smiling. She glanced at Caroline, who was sleeping next to her, and whispered, âNothing.â
âKirk is also asleep.â
âWhat are you talking about?â Gwen hissed, looking at Sean warily.
Sean gently looked at Gwen in the rearview mirror. âIâm saying we can take this opportunity to talk.
After all, itâs still an hourâs drive to the next house.â
âThatâs pretty far.â Gwen looked at the snowy roads outside the window. It was clear she was avoiding Seanâs topic.
âGwen, I think we need to talk.â
âWhat is there to talk about?â Gwen leaned against the window.
âWeâve known each other for so long. After knowing about my relationship history, you should know that this is how I am. Iâm fickle in relationships.â
âI donât think so.â
Sean analyzed calmly, saying, âI think youâre afraid of being in a relationship because youâre afraid of losing it.â
When Sean hit the nail on the head, she said meekly, âSince youâre so good at analyzing people, why donât you become a psychologist?â
Sean replied seamlessly, âBecause I only want to be yours.â
Gwen let down her guard slightly, and she looked out the window uneasily. âThings arenât that simple. Relationships are like nails.â
âNails?â
âThatâs right. Havenât you heard of this analogy? When a nail gets hammered into a wooden board, even if it gets removed, itâll still leave a scar on the wood.
âGrowing up, my parents were either talking about divorce or fighting. Do you think someone like me can have happiness?â
Sean was about to speak when he heard Gwenâs faint voice.
âActually, I dreamed of being with someone too. After all, who wouldnât want to live in bliss with someone?
âBut after seeing Carol in so much pain, I gave up. If even someone as brave as Caroline isnât happy, do I deserve to be happy? I might as well be alone!â