Janet chimed in quickly, "Ian, are you insane? Who are you to say that Harry intentionally set the fire? He was trapped in the fire with you, so would he joke with his own life? Besides, look, it was Harry who saved you. Do you think you'd still be alive if Harry hadn't told the firemen you were in there?"
"So he became my savior, right?"
I sneer, "Why don't you ask yourself if you truly didn't see me then? Now I'm burned like this, but nothing happened to him. Is there no problem with this? Don't take me for an idiot!"
"Ian, I think you have persecution mania..."
Janet retorted me angrily.
I didn't bother talking to her much longer. "Janet, get out. I won't let you guys go, and I won't let you succeed in your plot. We'll just wait and see!"
"Ian, you really have to go so far, don't you? You always suspected that Harry and I were having an illicit relationship and that he and I were teaming up against you, didn't you? That's enough. How dare you think so badly of me?"
With that, Janet and Harry kissed each other affectionately in front of me. Then, Janet told me indignantly, "You forced me to do this. As you wished, I will fall in love with Harry!"