Simon gently brushed away the broken hair on my forehead.
With a voice like a demon from hell.
"She has been taking this medicine for three years, and she has not dementia yet, which is also her fate, as long as she can't withstand the side effects and become completely insane, the murder three years ago, no one will suspect."
"My Anna will clear the suspicion once and for all."
The doctor looked at the pale face on the bed and could not bear it.
"Although Miss Anna's condition has been stabilized, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not occur in the future, you keep Sally for the wedding, and keep her around, just in case, and continue to give Miss Anna a scapegoat?"
"You are committing a crime by shielding the murderer! If anyone found out, your family would be ruined! Miss Sally is innocent. Why are you so cruel to her? Drugging her to make her believe she killed her parents is ridiculous!"
Simon cold face, severely cut out his eyes.
"Anna's dream is to shine on the stage, she must not have any stain on her body!"
"As for Sally….. Since she is the scapegoat of Anna, I naturally will not mistreat her, and the position of Mrs. Simon will be enough for her life."
"Needless to say, go ahead and prepare, expose the news of her release on the Internet and distract netizens."
An unattended corner.
Tears trickled down the corners of his eyes.
Then I understood why he wanted to marry me even though I was a murderer.
What love does not change, what love for a long time, are lies.
My existence is just a scapegoat for the murderer, Anna.
Pave the way for Ann ran happiness can sacrifice ashes at will.
Three years ago, I suddenly suffered from insomnia.
Simon put down work, regardless of parents persuasion will take me to psychiatric treatment.
Every time I take a pill, I fall into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, he said I'd been sleepwalking.
A tendency to intentionally hurt.
He tied my limbs to the bed so I wouldn't suspect.
Said he didn't want to worry my parents, hid the news.
I took the medicine the doctor ordered, but it got worse and worse.
Eventually, even during the day, I hallucinate.
Simon heard the news, only comfort me is the side effect of drugs.
I never suspected him. I upped the dose.
Now I understand that everything is just a lie he made up to save Anna.
So after my parents died, I was not released because I was mentally ill.
Instead, he spent three years in prison.
Struggling to wake, tears soaked the pillow.
Simon hurriedly dropped the work in his hands, love dearly to hold me in his arms.
"Does your head hurt again?"
"Good, I have asked the doctor to find the least side effects of the medicine, drink it will be OK, Sally, I will protect you later, the past, don't think about it."
Tears fell on the back of his hand, and the worry and concern in his eyes clearly did not seem false.
That's a great acting job.
"Simon…… I had a dream about the engagement party three years ago. Was it really me who killed my parents?"
"You clearly said that as long as I take medicine on time, the condition will be better, why, why is this?"
I choked and convulsed involuntarily.
He took me in his arms and patted me on the back as he did before.
"Sally, the past has passed, that day, you did stab them in the heart with your own knife, and you have read the autopsy report after waking up, and only your fingerprints are on it."
"I don't blame you, I believe your uncle and aunt will forgive you, you are their only daughter, must cheer up, I will accompany you, sooner or later one day you can recover."
The last hope in my heart is gone.
He kissed me tenderly on the forehead.
The actions are as loving as ever.
But I can no longer feel his temperature.
The expression of pain deepened.
He rushed anxiously out the door Shouting:
"And the doctor? Doctor! Change your medicine! Bring your medicine with the least side effects!"
The sound faded away.
—
Instead, angry netizens stormed the hospital room.
The moment they saw me, a crowd of people turned red.
"The murderer is only sentenced to three years, but you still dare to come out and kill your parents' animals with your own hands, how can you face living?"
"Animals are better than her, even their own parents are stabbed, you are still a human?" What mental illness, I think you are a born pervert!"
"The law cannot judge you, and we will not let you go. Do it!"
Then a crowd of people rushed up and kicked and punched me.
The sleeping pills I just injected left me with no resistance.
I was beaten to death.
Splash his head with scarlet paint.
Until alerted the hospital security, Simon was late.
Put on the old distressed face, and tightly protect me in my arms.
"Who sent you here? Get out!"
"Where are the bodyguards? Don't let go of any troublemakers, and arrest them all in the police station!"
But these people, he clearly brought them here on purpose.
Isn't that what he wanted to see?
A tear fell from the corner of his eye.
I gasped in pain as the wound ran across my face.
Simon will food on the table, love dearly red eyes.
"Baby, no one can hurt you as long as I'm here."
I stupidly took out my phone, unlocked it and immediately popped up several news items.
"A pervert who murdered his parents three years ago has been released from prison today."
"Can a wild animal really escape justice?"
My name is trending with the word "psycho murderer."
The abuse in the comments section was disgusting.
Simon frown, can not bear to take the mobile phone.
"Baby, let's not look at the Internet, I will find a way."
"The wedding plan is ready, you just have to wait to be the bride."
"I believe you, you did not mean what happened three years ago, and after a long time, people will forget."
Simon called all the doctors, hit a lot of money let me absolutely can not leave a scar.
During the operation, he left the hospital on the pretext of company business.
He left in a hurry, but he left his computer behind.
I searched the Internet for the personal information of the dancer Anna.
Used her birthday as a password to unlock the screen.
There is only one folder on the desktop.
It contains a record of Anna's psychiatric history.
She has schizophrenia, bipolar disorder.
The doctor's diagnosis was that I posed a danger to public security.
They suggested sending me to a psychiatric hospital for long-term treatment.
Under immense pressure, Simon took me out of the hospital.
The name on the medical records was changed to mine.
He patiently accompanied her as she practiced her dance.
He spent a fortune to push her onto the stage.
I spent three years in prison.
Under Simon's protection, Anna became a rising star in the dance world.
She collected awards effortlessly.
In contrast, I, just out of prison and carrying the label of a murderer, was like a rat decaying in a gutter.
For every performance Anna gave, Simon would set aside his work to accompany her.
Ten thousand photos documented her rise to fame.
All of them contained Simon's undying affection.
I checked the time—it was the day of Anna's performance.
In my phone’s messages, there was an order for 999 red roses.
The only pinned contact was hers.
The note read: "Anna."
"Simon, I have a performance today too! I’ve saved the best seat for you, you have to come! I’ve got a surprise for you."
Simon, out of character, sent a cute cat emoji.
The words were filled with affection.
"Besides offering myself, I won’t accept any other surprises."
I sent Anna’s real medical records to my phone.
I turned off the computer and didn’t continue reading.
I bought a flight ticket to leave the country in a week.
This three-year-long lie was about to end.
When Simon returned to the hospital room, his lips curled instinctively.
The lust in his eyes hadn’t faded.
The scent of roses stabbed my nostrils.
I couldn’t stop myself from gagging by the bedside.
He panicked, quickly patting my back.
"Are you unwell again? Should I call the doctor?"
As soon as he spoke, his phone rang.
—
He didn’t spare a glance at me and hurriedly left the room.
I followed him and hid outside the emergency exit.
But then I heard a familiar voice.
"Little devil, weren’t you fed enough just now? Why are you sending photos to Simon again? If you keep doing this, I won’t listen to your pleas next time."
Anna chuckled, her voice laced with the sweet satisfaction of being full.
"It’s because I heard that Sally is out of prison. I’m worried you’ll forget about me."
"After all, you two are childhood sweethearts. I’m just an outsider… and mentally still…"
"Enough, I won’t let you speak like that. Don’t bring up the past. As long as Sally’s around, no one will suspect anything about you."
"If I really liked her, I wouldn’t have sent her to prison back then."
The call ended.
Simon ran into me as I hadn’t yet returned to the room.
His face immediately turned pale.
"Sally? What are you doing here? I had some work to handle at the company. Go back to the room. I’ll call the doctor right away."
Suppressing my grievances, I smiled and shook my head.
"I’m fine now, Simon. I want to be discharged."
"Three years in there, I haven’t seen the world outside for so long."
After knowing each other for ten years, this was the first time I had softened my tone and acted coquettishly.
Simon couldn’t refuse me and finally agreed to my request.
As we were processing my discharge, Anna appeared in the hallway.
Before she even reached us, the nurses’ voices could be heard in admiration.
"Is that Miss Anna? I’ve been a fan for so long but couldn’t get tickets. She’s even more beautiful in person, truly a rising star…"
"If I’m not mistaken, that trench coat is the new Burberry collection, right? I heard Mr. Simon had someone buy it abroad for her just a couple of days ago. It hasn’t even been released in stores yet."
"Why is she here? Was she injured during a performance?"
As soon as the words left their mouths, I could clearly feel his grip tighten for a moment.
Worrying, as usual, couldn’t be faked.
Anna took off her sunglasses and walked up to us, naturally linking her arm with Simon’s.
"Simon, I heard Sally is being discharged. I came to see her."
Fearing I might misunderstand, Simon quickly released his arm and explained.
"Don’t overthink. This is a dancer I’ve been sponsoring for a while. She’s now an artist under my company. You should have met her before you went to prison."
I forced a smile and nodded.
"So, this is Sally? Simon always talks about you. He says you two grew up together, over ten years of friendship."
"You probably don’t know me since you’ve just been released, but I’m Anna. Nice to meet you."
"By the way, my performance is in the city. You should come and see."
I glanced down at the diamond wedding ring on her ring finger.
Simon’s face showed a hint of hesitation.
"Sally just got out, and the performance will have so many people. I’m afraid it might frighten her—"
"It’s fine. I want to go too."
Simon hesitated for a second, afraid of revealing anything, and didn’t stop me.
The hall was packed with people.
The lights suddenly flashed on as I entered the room.
Anna pretended to be surprised and blocked my face with her Hermes bag.
But it was too late.
Gasps filled the air, and curses followed.
“Isn't this the murderer? Why are you with Mr. Simon?"
"I heard that two people are going to get married?
Simon is blind to marry such a pervert, after sleeping dare not close your eyes, I see Miss Anna and he is very compatible, two people are not dating every day? Is it possible that Simon has something in her hands?"
"Even their own parents stabbed to death, you speak carefully, don't pay attention to her eyes, mental murder can not be sentenced for long….."
The sound reached my ears, and Simon’s expression suddenly darkened.
He reached out to cover my ears, pushing me towards the backstage.
"Go with Anna for now. I'll handle things here."
"Don’t worry, I won’t let anyone hurt you."
Before leaving, he affectionately patted my head.
But I could no longer distinguish which words were sincere, and which were just for show.
I was taken backstage by Anna.
In front of me, she stopped pretending.
—
She revealed her true colors.
Swinging her phone with the trending news, she smiled arrogantly, as if savoring her victory.
"The murderer is only sentenced to three years, it is really beyond my expectation, in order to reduce the sentence, you have worked hard?"
"Unfortunately, even if you come out, I have plenty of ways to kill you, as long as I get sick again, you enter the palace again, you will not be able to raise your head in this life."
I looked at her with cold eyes, my voice cold.
"It's not for a murderer to tell me that."
Sensing my attitude, the angle of her lips is more curved.
"So you know all about it? So what? As long as I say a word, Simon will still believe me, and your words will never be listened to."
"To tell you the truth, he was there when your parents died, watching me stab them in the heart, watching them breathe, but he didn't say anything, just hugged me and said he would handle it."
"In fact, that day, I was not sick at all, I just want you to die! When you were sent to prison, he was in your bed with me, Sally, what are you gonna fight me with? You couldn't beat me three years ago, and you can't beat me this time!"
Before I could say anything, she casually grabbed a vase from the table and smashed it hard against her own leg.
The bone snapped instantly, and her miserable scream attracted the silent security guards.
When Simon arrived, without saying a word, he slapped me across the face.
“Sally, what are you doing?”
“Anna was being kind to you, and you’re acting crazy?”
Anna was held in his arms, crying like a flower after the rain.
“I only invited her to the performance, but she suddenly went mad, saying why I could stand on stage while she had to endure the slander…”
“I must have said something to upset sister, I apologize, I’m really sorry…”
Anna raised her hand and slapped her own face several times.
Simon couldn’t stand it anymore and held her tighter.
“It’s not your fault, it’s her illness acting up. I’ll take you to the hospital right now, and have a substitute go on stage.”
I was pinned to the ground by security, unable to move, laughing even more desolately.
“I’m sick? Simon, no one knows better than you whether I’m sick!”
His brow furrowed, and panic flashed in his eyes.
“Do I need to say more about your condition? The case from three years ago is the best proof, isn’t it? Who doesn’t know you’re a lunatic? I think three years wasn’t enough! Stay here and calm down!”
Without another glance at me, he took Anna and left the backstage.
The security guards and arriving fans spat on my face.
They hated me so much, they almost wanted to rip me apart.
“Dogs can’t change their ways, you shouldn’t have been let out! Simon was kind enough to take you in, and you’re biting the hand that feeds you, your parents must have deserved to die—having a disaster like you as a child!”
“No wonder Simon never talks about you, your existence is nothing but a stain on the family!”
“Poor Miss Anna, she had her leg broken by a person like you. She’s a dance star! If she can’t dance anymore, you wouldn’t have enough lives to pay for that! Beast!”
I was beaten to the point of near death, and thrown out onto the street.
The torrential rain poured down.
Soaking my whole body.
After gathering enough strength, I printed out Anna’s medical records and sent them to him.
With my ID, I took a taxi and left the scene.
Ten hours later.
At the hospital, Anna was out of danger after surgery.
It was only then that Simon remembered me, abandoned in the lion's den.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to his assistant.
“Is the performance over? Go pick up Sally and buy her some gifts. I was impulsive earlier, and she’s probably throwing a tantrum now.”
Two minutes later, the assistant rushed in, panting.
—
“Mr. Simon, not good! Miss Anna’s medical records were found by Miss Sally.
Someone saw those vengeful netizens knocking Miss Sally unconscious and dragging her into a car!”
The assistant's words turned Simon’s face pale instantly.
He grabbed the file from the assistant’s hand and began reading each word carefully.
The file recorded Anna’s diagnosis from five years ago, as well as her treatments during this time.
After finishing the medical record, Simon slowly looked up, his gaze bloodshot.
“Where did this come from? How did it end up in your hands? Where’s Sally? Where did she go? What are you people doing? How could you not watch her closely?”
The assistant, caught off guard by his reaction, flinched and stammered an explanation:
“These records were sent by Miss Sally. She must have discovered the truth about the incident from years ago. I can’t reach her, and the people you sent to watch her were cut off by the netizens in the performance hall.”
“After you took Miss Anna, those fans couldn’t hold back and surrounded her, saying they were going to get revenge on Miss Sally. When I arrived, she was already gone. All that was left were her clothes on the ground, stained with blood…”
“I’ve checked the street surveillance. The van didn’t have plates, and a group of people rushed down and directly knocked Miss Sally unconscious and took her away.
Some of them looked familiar, likely the same people who caused trouble at the hospital. They must have gotten word and came looking for trouble…”
Simon swayed unsteadily, almost losing his balance.
It took him a long time to regain his voice.
“How could this be? Didn’t you contact those people in the hospital? How could they act behind your back?”
“Why are you standing there? Go ask! Go find her! If you don’t find Sally, don’t come back!”
The assistant, scared out of his wits, quickly exited the room.
The shouting woke Anna, who had been lying in bed.
She opened her eyes and saw Simon’s tightly furrowed brow.
A smile crept onto her lips as she reached out to pull him to her side.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen to Sally? Don’t blame her, she didn’t mean to do this today. She’s been on so much medication, maybe the side effects are too strong…”
“Once I’m out of the hospital, I’ll apologize to her. Simon, my leg really hurts…”
If this had happened before, hearing her cry out in pain would have made Simon put down all his work and take her to the best hotel for a date to comfort her.
But now, the news about Sally’s accident was like a giant stone pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
Clearly, those people had already been instructed to play their roles in the hospital, just as he had ordered.
But why had they suddenly taken Sally away?
All these doubts were making his sanity almost collapse.
After a long pause, he closed his eyes and murmured softly:
“Sally’s in trouble, I need to find her.”
A trace of jealousy flashed in Anna’s eyes.
But she quickly replaced it with an innocent expression as usual.
“Sally’s in trouble? How could that be? Didn’t you specifically assign bodyguards to follow her?”
“Maybe she’s mad because of my issue. I know women well; sometimes, you have to leave them alone to make them behave. She’s been in prison for three years, and she has no friends here.
Apart from being around you, where else could she go? If people recognize her as a murderer, she probably doesn’t even have a place to stay.”
"Don't worry, once she comes to her senses, she'll come back on her own."
Anna's words seemed comforting, but they added the final fuel to the fire in Simon's heart, causing his already anxious emotions to explode.
Without hesitation, he stood up.
"I'll have the caregiver watch over you. Rest well, and we'll talk once we find Sally."
He turned to leave, but Anna suddenly grabbed him.
Her eyes were filled with grievance.
"Simon, are you keeping her around to take the blame for me, or are you really starting to care for her?"
"You promised me you wouldn't marry anyone else. What was that wedding about? Are you really planning to marry her?"
"I’m the one who’s perfect for you. I’ve been working hard on my dancing, and now I’m popular enough to match you. I have no blemishes; I can marry you!"
Simoni stopped in his tracks but didn't answer directly.
"Rest well. I'll come back after I'm done. Don't worry, I’ll keep my promise."
"Only by marrying her can your condition stay hidden forever."
"I'm doing this for your own good."
He said these words, but in his heart, a strange feeling stirred.
He had indeed thought about letting Sally enter his family’s door, to serve as Anna’s lifelong protector.
But this excuse could fool others, but it couldn't fool him.
If it were really about protecting Anna, he could use the same tricks on someone else.
As for why he chose Sally…
Even he couldn't understand.
