"Sharon, look at me and say it again. You don't know me well?" Simon thought she was pretending not to know him, but the way she resisted him so much did not seem like she was pretending. He could not help but panic.Sharon just hid in Howard's arms, looking like she was terrified of Simon. How would she dare to say one more word to him?She pulled on Howard's sleeve and whispered, "Is he really your uncle? He's so mean."Howard enjoyed her dependence on him. In fact, when they were in love, she had always obeyed him."Yes, he’s my uncle. Perhaps he’s suffering from some kind of physical defect, so he always has a bad temper." Howard looked at his uncle who was still in a wheelchair, wondering if his legs were still unfit to walk.He was no longer an able-bodied man. How would he be able to give Sharon happiness?"Oh, so it's like that." Sharon glanced at the man with some sympathy, but his gaze on her was too intimidating. She quickly looked away."Howard, let go of her." Simon
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