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At the police station, I was interrogated by a group of people, to which I cooperated by answering all their questions. However, I grew confused when I saw their unusual expressions. Finally, I couldn’t help from asking, “Did something happen?”
One of the officers looked at me and pressed, “Are you sure the person with you was your husband, that he was only injured and taken away by the assailants, and that there were no other people with you?”
I nodded and confirmed earnestly, “Yes, I’m sure. Our car was… I don’t know why the tires were flat, so we couldn’t brake and almost died. After the car crashed, my husband told me to run. He was taken away by a few men in black. They brought their own cars too. You can check the surveillance footage!”
The officer shrugged. “Sorry, ma’am. All the surveillance cameras there are down, so we can only record your statement.”
I was stunned and couldn’t speak for a good few seconds. So, is this really a conspiracy planned in advance?
It’s Abe. It must be him!
Noticing the hint of dread on my face, the officer spoke again. “Ma’am, don’t be too worried. We just want to confirm some facts with you because we found a male corpse near the crime scene.”
A male corpse?
My whole body tensed with trepidation. “How’s that possible? Whose is it?” There was a slight tremor in my voice, and I had unconsciously clenched my fists on my lap. As my nails dug into my palm, I hoped that the pain could alleviate some of my fear.
The officer was probably worried when he saw the color draining from my face. Inhaling slightly, he reassured, “Don’t worry. If your husband was abducted like what you said, then this corpse probably isn’t his. We snapped a few shots of the corpse. You can come with us to have a look.”
I nodded calmly, but my heart had leaped into my throat, and my hands were trembling.
The officer glanced at me and said, “Let’s go.”
It was merely a short distance from the interrogation room to the other room, but the journey felt like it lasted a lifetime to me.
There were several police officers in the other room. Upon seeing us enter, they cast questioning gazes at the officer who led me here.
Sensing their confusion, he explained, “I brought her here to identify whether or not the body found near the crime scene belongs to her husband.”
They nodded in understanding and opened up a path for me.
My heart alternated between plummeting to the bottom of my stomach and leaping into my throat. This unending torture almost brought me to my knees. Because the body had already been sent to the forensics department for an autopsy, there were only photos of the crime scene in here.
I walked over gingerly, feeling a prickling sensation in my palms, probably because my nails had drawn blood. Suppressing the aching pain in my heart, I raised my gaze to the photos. But when I summoned the courage to look at them, I was immediately stunned and looked back at the officer with a doubtful expression.
It took him a moment to grasp my meaning, and he explained, “When we found the body, it had already been corroded by sulfuric acid, so we couldn’t identify it. Just take a look at the clothes and other accessories on his body. At the very least, you’ll be able to recognize them if they belong to your husband.”
I turned back to the photos and studied the corpse that had been destroyed beyond recognition. The man was dressed in a black suit, with a height and frame that seemed to be very similar to Anthony’s, but I didn’t believe that this was Anthony, not even for a second.
Anthony is such a powerful and outstanding man. How could he have left just like that?
I sucked in a sharp breath and denied, “He’s not my husband!”
The police officer frowned slightly and questioned, “Do none of the things on the body belong to your husband?”
Staring at the watch on the corpse – one I was so familiar with – I choked back the pain in my heart and rasped out, “Even if they do belong to him, he isn’t my husband. My husband couldn’t have died just like that.”
“Ma’am, we understand how you feel, but we need your full cooperation so that we can find out the truth as soon as possible. If he isn’t your husband, we will try to find him as fast as we can according to the information you provided us. But if he is your husband, then I’m sure, just like us, you’d want to lay him to rest in the most presentable way possible.”
The officer’s words were like a knife stabbing into my chest. Looking at the body in the photos, I shook my head resolutely. “No, he isn’t my husband. Even though he’s wearing my husband’s watch and bears a strong resemblance to him, I can say with a hundred percent certainty that he isn’t him. How can I not recognize my own husband?”
The officers exchanged glances before one of them looked at me and asked, “Then do you know who this is?” He motioned at the body.
I shook my head and said, “Whoever’s behind this deliberately used a man who looks similar to my husband to throw us off. There must be another purpose.”
The officer nodded. This case seemed a bit complicated, so no one knew how to proceed just yet. After they recorded my statement, I left the station with Boris to look for Holden.
Upon noticing that the car wasn’t heading toward the Taylor residence, I was taken aback and looked in Boris’ direction. “Boris, aren’t we going to the Taylor residence?”
Although Larry wanted to ask, he could tell that it was not the right time.
Vivian was upset. If Larry asked her about it now, he was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Vivian was saddened as she looked at Larry standing quietly at one side. She pulled him into her arms and cried.
“Little pumpkin, you’re all Mommy has now.” As she hugged Larry, Vivian was thinking over possible places where Finnick could have gone to. She was not about to give up searching for him.
“Mommy, don’t cry. I’m always here with you.” Just like how Vivian had comforted him previously, Larry stroked her back, hoping that she would not cry any longer.
Looking at how helpless his mother was, Larry felt helpless, for he could not protect his own mother well.
“Your daddy’s gone, little pumpkin. He left in order to protect us.”
Vivian was worried; Finnick had not been in a good state last night. Furthermore, he had left just like that in the morning, without taking anything with him.
Where would he stay at night? What would he eat? How would he support himself?
Vivian had many questions in her head, but she did not dare to think too much about them. She knew that the more she thought about it, the more worried she would feel.
She understood that Finnick was currently in a difficult situation. He had left out of fear that the enemy would come for them.
However, did he ever stop to think about what would happen to them if the enemy just showed up one day after he left?
Vivian thought of whatever Finnick had failed to consider.
When Finnick left, he had thought that Vivian would only be able to live a safe life after he left.
He loved her, so he did not want anything to happen to her. It was the type of love where he could disregard his own life for his loved one.
The more Vivian pondered over this matter, the more upset she got.
They had only just reconciled but were now separated once again. Is our life doomed to have so many ups and downs?
When Larry saw his mother cry even harder, he walked over to the sofa to get some tissues, then stuffed them in Vivian’s hands for her to wipe her tears with.
However, she was crying so badly that her tears could not simply be dried using tissues.
Vivian did not move to wipe her tears. She let them run down her face as she felt the pain in her heart.
Both of them had been overwhelmed by the various events in life that happened recently and had no time to catch their breaths.
Since Finnick had chosen to leave, she would let herself cry for a while. After that, Vivian would have to carry on with her life.
She would not waste his efforts and disappoint him. Instead, she would raise Larry well while waiting for his return.
When the time came, they would be able to live the best quality of life together.
As she thought about it, Vivian stopped crying. She looked at Larry’s face, which resembled that of Finnick’s, and made up her mind.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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