Jay remained silent. He knew that he wouldn't give Maisy her identity, but deep down, he wanted Maisy to stay. He understood his own selfishness.
Maisy held her forehead helplessly and massaged the space between her eyebrows. The frustration in her heart couldn't be dispelled. "I don't want status. I just want you to let me go. I will return the money to you. Do you understand what I mean?" Maisy straightened out her train of thoughts and said.
It was impossible for her to abort the child now. She would rather take the child away and give money to Jay on a regular basis than stay by Jay's side. It could be considered fulfilling her dead grandfather's wishes. Would her grandfather feel happier if she was freed? He was already dead. It was useless to say anything more. She could only hope that her grandfather could sense her sincerity in heaven.