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In the seventh year of being with Garrison, his pure love who had been dead for years suddenly "resurrected".
He regained what was once lost, now by her side every day.
The arrogant and unruly Garrison would bend down to tie her shoelaces when no one was around, and his eyes would turn red with concern when she got pricked by a needle.
At that moment, I knew my relationship with Garrison had come to an end.
I boarded a plane to leave, but that flight crashed that very night, with none of the hundred-plus passengers surviving.
When Garrison heard the news, he went completely mad, holding my clothes and weeping day and night with regret.
But what he didn't know was that I never got on that plane at all.

The Seventh Year as a Stand-In

I bet right, Garrison rescued me from the sea without hesitation.


He listened quietly to my ordeal, then after a moment of contemplation, personally escorted me home.


Just as we arrived, Dad was coming back with a bottle of booze in hand.


The moment he saw me with Garrison, he raised his hand and slapped me, "You slut, did you sleep with him? Answer me, did you sleep with him?"


"God damn it, I told them she was a virgin..."


Garrison, standing nearby, couldn't bear it anymore and threw a punch at Dad.


Dad tried to fight back, but he was no match for Garrison. Soon, they were grappling with each other.


Garrison's punches landed hard. Dad, in desperation, swung the bottle in his hand.


Blood trickled down Garrison's cheek. That night, both of them ended up in the hospital.


The Stratton family, of course, wouldn't let Dad off easy. They used their wealth and connections to get him sentenced to seven years in prison.


Chapter 7