These people had been in contact with Cindy for a long time, so they were close to her.
As soon as she asked, everyone said it.
Cindy looked at me and smiled and said to me in local dialect, “this town is clean and simple. How can you pollute it?”
“He gave it to me.”
I defended myself.
Cindy certainly didn’t believe it. “You’re lying. Everyone knows that you and I are here and are not allowed to enter the hospital. He doesn’t even know you were here. How could he have given you the key?”
Cindy spoke with complacency.
Sure enough, the people said, “we have very few tourists here and it’s always safe. Please take her back and interrogate her, sir.”
“Yes, if she is really a thief, she must leave at once. Such people are not welcome in our town!”
“Yes!”
People around us said.
Cindy didn’t speak. She stood there and listened and was smug.
She was waiting for me to be sent to the police station.
I was a little flustered. “I’m not a thief. He really gave me the key.”
“Even if he gave it to you, why did you come out in the morning?”
Someone asked.
I didn’t know how to answer this question. I stood there and I was embarrassed.
If I said I wanted to piss Cindy off, it was ridiculous.
The policeman said, “go to the police station with me.”
“I...”
When I didn’t know how to defend myself, I heard Cindy shouting, “Sean.”
Because she spoke English, everyone looked at her first and then at the hospital.
I looked at it, too.
I saw Sean in a casual suit and walking on crutches and being escorted by two bodyguards.
Cindy looked at Sean and was excited.
But he stood in front of me in her excited eyes.
He looked at the policeman next to me and asked, “what happened?”
It was clear that these old people around met Sean for the first time, but they looked at the bodyguards and nobody talked.
The police told Sean about it.
He looked at me and explained to the police lightly, “I asked the dean for the key and gave it to her.”
“Why?”
Cindy asked.
She couldn’t stand it. She looked angry and jealous.
Sean looked at Cindy and said in the local language, “I gave my fiancee the key. Do I need to explain to you, an outsider?”
All the people understood.
Those who helped Cindy just now were silent.
Because they didn’t know who was lying.
Cindy said, “when is she your fiancee?”
“All the time.”
Sean said for sure.
Cindy clenched her fist and looked at me reluctantly.
I said to her, “I know your child is not his.”
“...”
Cindy didn’t speak.
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