Wendy couldn't help crying. Thinking that she would be locked up for the rest of her life, she was so scared that she couldn't speak.
"Let me go..." she cried.
"It's really surprising that you would say something like that." Rory's eyes widened in shock.
"Didn't you come here today just to hear these words? Aren't you satisfied with what I'm saying now?" Wendy smiled bitterly.
Wendy suddenly knelt down.
"Please, my grandfather needs someone to take care of him. Because of Blake, those hospitals won't accept us. Rory! Do you want to see me in a jam now? You have succeeded, so can you let me go? I will stop harassing you and Blake. In the future, when I see you, I will stay far away from you! I can also give you the Morgen Group directly. Can you let me go?"
She looked at Rory pleadingly, but Rory stood straight, looking down at her as if she were looking at trash.