When Sean witnessed that in person, he was convinced that Olivia was right. From the beginning, Ginger had approached him with a motive.

He removed the gag from Ginger's mouth. Tears streamed down her face.

Ginger said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry. I lied to you."

Sean hugged her. "Gigi, do you know how much I've missed you in the past few years? I'm so glad that you're still alive."

Ginger thought that Sean would be mad after he found out the truth, but Sean held her tightly in his embrace. His hot tears splashed on her neck.

"Sean, I lied to you. Aren't you going to fault me for that?"

"No, why would I? It's nothing compared to the fact that you're still alive right now. Did you know? In the past few years, I used to pray every day, wondering why I wasn't the one who died instead of you. I would willingly go to hell if it meant that you'd still be alive."

As Sean spoke, he started to untie her.

Ginger still felt like she was dreaming. "Then what about you and Dr. Fordham—