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Kate's POV

Kayra looked at Darwis. She said in an ambiguous sentence, "That's up to Darwis."

"Vian, can I see it?" I looked at her with her beautiful eyes.

Darwis saw Hee's pretending behavior and didn't say anything. He took the cell phone from the table and opened a conversation on W******p. Then, he showed me the chat history after opening it. I accept it.

The contents of the chat history also appeared before her eyes.

Young Mistress: "As long as you help me kill Kayra, I will pay off your debt. I will also give you two billion."

The driver who hit: "How do I know whether you will comply with the promise or not?"

Young Lady: "I am Darwis's wife, two billion is nothing to me."

The driver who hit: "I will believe you once. If you dare break your promise, I will throw a tantrum at the Dawson Group! People who have nothing are not afraid of everything!"

The driver who hit: “Send me the photo.”

Young Madam sent a photo.

Young Mistress: “Do it cleanly.”

I finished reading, his eyebrows raised slightly. "Only this?"

Darwis looked at me up and down, wanting to find a hint of panic on my face. However, he found nothing. "Only this."

"I didn't do it." I returned the phone, analyzing it logically. "With Mr. Darwis' abilities, it shouldn't be difficult to find out who the person behind this account's real name authentication is."

"This account is new, no real name authentication." A cold aura enveloped Darwis.

I said, "You can trace the IP address."

Darwis' brows furrowed slightly. His deep gaze swept over me. In his impression, I was never considered intelligent. In the past, he always helped me solve problems. Now, why am I such a different person?

"Don't tell me, the IP address was hidden by him?" I said after seeing Darwis not speaking for a long time.

Darwis didn't answer him, but just gave an order: "Aksa, tell the people in the technology department to track all the login IP addresses of this account."

"Yes."

Aksa took his cell phone and left.

He was really afraid of being framed by Madam again!

"Not you?" Darwis's voice was still cold, his gaze as deep as the ocean.

When looking at the chat history, his first reaction was that I did it. Because in the last two days, I have done things that changed Darwis' view of him.

People who don't love money demand so much in divorce. His gentle nature suddenly became hostile towards him. Who knows whether his kindness and easygoing attitude during the divorce were also made up.

"Instead of wasting time here, it's better to investigate how the driver who hit him knew the route of Miss Kayra's activities today." I was smart and didn't argue with him.

Without waiting for Darwis to speak.

I said again, "There's more."

"What?"

"This kind of thing should be reported to the police as soon as possible." I reminded Darwis, his gaze fixed on his handsome face. "Didn't come to arrest an insignificant person like me."

Darwis' gaze turned cold. Darwis also doesn't know why. When he found out it was me, his first reaction was to go look for it, not go to the police.

For a moment, we stared at each other.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the two of them.

Darwis' eyes were full of my image. My eyes, which often smile, blink slowly, and my curly eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings. We stared at each other and neither looked away. Until Kayra's voice was heard, pulling Darwis' thoughts back. "Darwis."

"What is it?"

"I want to take a rest."

A simple sentence, anyone could hear meant to chase us away. I have no intention of letting it rest. I stood up, then came to the front of the bed with a smile. "Before resting, shouldn't Miss Kayra apologize to me?"

"What?" Kayra looked confused.

Darvish understood what she meant and called her name with a hint of warning, "Kate!"

"I will not discuss the issue of seducing you, my husband just yet. Because this problem will not happen just by one-sided wishes." I'm not affected by her. He said quietly, "Let's first discuss the matter of you accusing me for no reason."

"Forgive me." Kayra immediately apologized full of regret. I clenched my fingers nervously out of fear. "I saw Young Madam's name above. So I spontaneously thought it was you."

"Oh, I see." I replied in the same way, "I thought you didn't want Darwis to accompany me shopping, so you deliberately arranged this accident."

Kayra spontaneously explained, "No!"

"KATE!" Darwis was angry.

"Why are you angry? Isn't it okay to joke?" I spoke casually as if he really didn't care.

"Is it normal for you to joke like this?" Darwis spontaneously protected his first love. "I know you don't like her, but you don't need to slander her, vent your anger on me."

I smiled, and said while looking at Darwis, "You were so angry just because of a joke. When she told you that I ordered someone to hit her, have you ever been angry like this?"

Darwis paused for a moment, his cold gaze making it impossible for people to see his thoughts.

"Darwis," I called, in a firmer tone. It was clear that it was just an ordinary greeting, but Darwis' heart was involuntarily agitated. He frowned, throwing away the foreign emotion.

"Do I need to remind you that our names are still on the same marriage license?" I got a little emotional. If it weren't for high self-esteem, I wanted to tell Darwis that I would also have emotions when Darwis protected another woman in front of me.

"Darwis." Kayra spoke in a timely manner, with a benevolent appearance, "I was at fault for this, don't be angry with Mrs. Kate."

I really can't say anything.

I originally didn't want to bother with this low-level woman, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate someone challenging me repeatedly.

"When did our household matters become Miss Kayra's business?" I spoke flatly in a low voice.

"I just don't want to see you two fighting."

"We fought because of you."

"Forgive me."

"If an apology is useful, why do police need it?"

"Enough!" Darwis felt a little uneasy. He took my hand and walked out, this time with less force than before, "Come with me out."

I didn't stay here long either. I took my bag and followed Darwis out.

Darwis dragged him to the end of the corridor. After suppressing all his emotions, his expression returned to being flat. "What do you want to do?”

"You have to scold her!"

Darwis was silent.

"Scold him as a usurper of someone else's husband?"

"She's not."

"So I'm the one who steals someone's husband?"

"No."

"Then who steals someone's husband?"

Darwis couldn't answer my question. The atmosphere became tense. Darwis lowered his head and wanted to explain something to me. However, he noticed that my little face was full of impatience. My sparkling eyes no longer had the gentle look they used to have. After holding back for a long time, he spit out a sentence, "You weren't like this before.”