She said with tears in her eyes, "Ms. Smith, you can't cover up his crimes just because he is your father."

"My dad's intelligence is only that of a three-year-old." My eyes were red. "How could he molest you? Do you have evidence?"

Shirley bit her lips and asked, "Do you mean I asked someone to kiss me and then slandered your dad?"

I knew she slandered Brian just to attract James' attention.

Brian was pitiful and died because of her.

I was so angry that I wanted to slap Shirley again, but James grabbed my wrist.

He pushed me away. "Enough! Stop being unreasonable!"

I had been overtired these days and felt very weak.

If I hadn't supported myself on the table, I might have fallen to the ground.

"Apologize to Shirley." James looked down at me. "If Brian doesn't apologize to her, you have to do it."

Why should I apologize to someone who indirectly killed my father?

James really disappointed me.

Had he forgotten who saved him back then?

Five years ago, on his way to work, Brian noticed someone was constantly throwing objects from a high place.

James was standing downstairs at the time. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured.

Brian was kind-hearted, and without thinking, he rushed over and pushed James away.

But he put himself in danger.

He saved James, but he was hit on the head by a chair and lost consciousness.

Although Brian was sent to the hospital in time, he was still admitted to the ICU and was in a coma for several days. When he finally woke up, he became a vegetable.

James felt both grateful and guilty. He took the initiative to pay all the medical expenses and help me take care of Brian.

Finally, after half a year, Brian woke up.

But his IQ became that of a three-year-old child. He was unable to take care of himself and was prone to illness.

At that time, I felt desperate.

I blamed Brian for making himself like this and always being so kind.

"I'm sorry." James often said these words.

I knew he didn't do anything wrong, but I still rejected him in my heart.

Later, I learned that James was a rich young man. He took Brian to his villa and hired two nannies to take care of him. Besides, he also personally took care of Brian.

One day, James confessed to me. With seriousness on his handsome face, he said, "Joanna, I like you. Please be with me."

After staying with him for half a year, I had indeed had feelings for him.

"Okay." I had changed my attitude toward him.