Chapter 795: Chapter 795

Henry Sullivan stood for a moment after crossing the street to the opposite side where Isla Linton was.

Since she was standing here looking at him, it proved she was here to find him.

The only explanation he could think of was that she remembered him.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come.

But contrary to what Roman Hughes said, she was alone, without any bodyguards.

Since she came, he couldn’t just pretend he didn’t see her and walk away.

He stood in front of her, keeping a one-person distance: "Isla."

"Henry... long time no see," Isla Linton’s voice had a tinge of tears.

He could hear the emotion in her tone, different from when he appeared during the days she got married.

Back then, her gaze towards him was filled with fear.

"You... recognize me now, don’t you?"

Isla Linton nodded: "I’m short on time. Could you find a quiet place to talk for a bit?"

"No, find a more secluded place, where no one can find us."

"Is something wrong?"

Isla Linton looked around and said, "I have my reasons."

Henry Sullivan nodded and took her into the barracks, where he led her into his office.

Isla Linton sat properly in the seat across from his desk.

Henry Sullivan poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her, then walked back to the desk and sat down.

The distance between them remained certain, as he looked at her with a hint of worry on her face.

"Isla, when did you regain your memory?"

"Over two months ago."

Henry Sullivan furrowed his brows: "How long have you been back?"

"Almost a month. Henry, I’ve come to ask for your help, please don’t ask me why.

Can you find a place to hide me so that no one can find me?"

Henry Sullivan looked at her, remaining silent for a long time.

Isla Linton bit her lip: "Is it difficult?"

"It’s not difficult, Isla, I just have to ask why you want to do this."

Isla Linton lowered her eyes in silence.

He watched her, seeing the conflict on her face.

"Isla, I’m married now. You lost your memory before, and I didn’t send you an invitation.

Besides, even if you hadn’t lost your memory, I didn’t feel I was qualified to send you one."

Isla Linton let out a bitter laugh: "I know, I’ve been in Anchester for a month already.

I’ve heard a bit about you. You’re happy now, aren’t you?"

Henry Sullivan didn’t lie to her and nodded.

Isla Linton looked at him, without showing signs of pain, and simply said: "It’s great that you’re happy."

"I’m sorry," Henry Sullivan lowered his gaze, avoiding her eyes.

Isla Linton frowned: "Why are you apologizing?"

"I once promised to make you happy, but I broke my word.

I hurt our child, and I caused you to lose your happiness.

But now I can’t make amends for my shortcomings anymore.

Because I can’t hurt another innocent woman again.

Isla, I know I’ve wronged you, but I... ultimately can’t give you happiness anymore.

My current wife is a good person, very kind.

Being with her allows me to forget many worries.

I can’t hurt her for the sake of the past.

I’ve already wronged you, I can’t... I can’t..."

Isla Linton nodded: "I understand what you mean, you don’t have to apologize.

I’m serious, it’s really great that you can be happy.

If anyone should apologize, it’s me to you.

Besides, the way things turned out, it wasn’t your fault.

Back then, it was I who wanted to leave, so you don’t have to apologize.

You’re right, we’ve come this far, we shouldn’t hurt innocent people anymore."

Henry Sullivan looked at her, wishing she would point at him, calling him a bastard and a heartbreaker.

But in fact, she was never that kind of person.

He didn’t know how much of what she said now was sincere.

But he wanted to believe she truly didn’t blame him.

Because only that way could he feel a bit better inside.

"Are you... doing well? He’s treating you well, right?" Updates are released by NoveI[F]ire.net

Isla Linton nodded: "I’m a lucky woman, both men I’ve met treated me well."

"Then what do you mean by having me hide you?"

Isla Linton shook her head: "I can’t say, I must leave him now.

Henry, if you still care about our past relationship.

Could you treat me as your best friend and help me out?

I... I swear, I won’t cause you much trouble.

Just a place to hide for a while will do."

"What’s troubling you? Why are you so desperate?"

Isla Linton bit her lip but remained silent.

He knew Isla Linton was always a tight-lipped woman.

Just like back then, his mother treated her unjustly, yet she never complained in front of him.

Ivy wasn’t the same type.

When Ivy was wronged, she’d tell him, ’I’m afraid of your mom, she’s like a tigress, I fear she’d bite me.’

Sometimes, he really felt, a woman with Ivy’s personality was more suited to be his wife.

At least she wouldn’t keep things bottled up inside.

Seeing he wasn’t speaking, Isla Linton said anxiously: "Henry, I’m truly out of options, so I came to ask for your help."

I know my request might seem excessive to you now.

But I really have my reasons.

You know me, I’m not sociable, never make friends.

After regaining memory, I realized how truly sad that is.

Because when I need help, there’s no one I can turn to.

That’s why I reluctantly came to you.

Rest assured, I won’t disrupt your current life.

I’m just... out of options."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Henry Sullivan felt torn.

His position was indeed difficult now.

He didn’t want to lie to Ivy, yet couldn’t refuse Isla’s request either.

He was conflicted, worried that if Ivy found out, it would become another bitter struggle.

He could understand Isla’s current feelings, but Ivy couldn’t.

She was innocent and shouldn’t be affected by the past emotions between him and Isla.

If he agreed to Isla, whether or not Ivy knew, it would become his heartache.

He sighed, as Isla Linton stood up, her face full of sorrow: "Seems like I came to the wrong place today.

I’ve been enduring in Anchester for so long, finally found a chance to escape.

I thought you would help me no matter what.

But... I made things too simple.

I know my request puts you in a dilemma, I’m sorry, I won’t trouble you anymore.

I’ll go now, take care."

Isla Linton turned to leave, but Henry Sullivan stood up and called after her: "Isla, wait."

She turned back to look at him, and Henry Sullivan sighed: "I’ll help you."