Wiping the smile off his face, Officer Sanders flipped through the files in front of him. "It's like this," he cleared his throat and began, "We are investigating the reason behind Travis' suicide. We know that you are his wife, and we are quite aware of the situation between you two, so you don't have to explain too much. However, since you would know him better than anybody else, I wanted to ask if Travis ever mentioned having any suicidal thoughts to you. Did he complain about anything to you? Did you notice any changes in his mood?""I'm sorry." Larissa couldn't answer any of his questions. "We have been separated for quite some time now. I only saw him once when he had an accident and was admitted to the hospital. There has been no contact between us since.""I see." Officer Sanders raised an eyebrow and made a note of it. "His family believes that the content of your livestreams provoked him and drove him to take his own life. Do you have anything to say about that?" He lifte
Just now, Officer Sanders seemed visibly displeased. Larissa couldn't help feeling uneasy at his expression. Her perceptiveness was probably a workplace hazard developed from being in the service industry for far too long. However, Dylan didn't think much of it."The people I despise most are those 'peacemakers' who can't distinguish right from wrong, especially regarding important matters," Dylan said with a cold expression. "Many of my previous clients were victims of domestic violence. These women were beaten up by their husbands to the point that they needed to be hospitalized. Finally, when they gathered their courage to report it to the police, most of the time, the police would just try to smooth things over. They would give them excuses, such as they can't interfere in private or family matters. Worse, they would advise those women to give their husbands another chance. For the sake of their work performance and wanting to protect themselves, the police gloss over the viol
Dylan immediately called Kevan. The call went through, but no one answered the phone. In a state of panic, Dylan didn't have time to wait for Larissa, who was following behind him. He ran to the nurses' station in a hurry. A missing patient was a big deal in any hospital. In addition, everyone was still reeling from the recent suicide case. All the nurses had left to search for Kevan, leaving only one nurse on duty at the nurses' station. At Dylan's request, the nurse made an announcement over the loudspeaker, "Mr. Rogers, your friend is waiting for you in the ward. Please return as soon as possible when you hear this announcement!" In a daze, Larissa realized the gravity of the situation."Should we check the surveillance footage?" she asked Dylan."Let's wait a bit," Dylan replied without looking up as he fiddled with something on his phone."Go to the ward and wait for Kevan," he added. "So that if he comes back, someone is there waiting for him." Larissa followed Dylan
After a moment of silence, Kevan conceded. "Suit yourself." He settled down and lay flat on the bed, pulling the blanket up to his chin and closing his eyes tightly.By the time Kevan was done with his IV drip, it was already dark outside. Dylan drove on the way back, with Kevan sitting in the back seat. Due to their unpleasant interaction just now, Larissa chose to sit in the passenger seat.Closing his eyes to rest, Kevan remained silent throughout the drive. While driving, Dylan invited Larissa to have dinner at his house. "Dinner is already prepared," he said. Larissa yawned and declined his offer. "I just want to go home and sleep now."She couldn't stay awake any longer."Alright," Dylan didn't insist.Larissa got out of the car first, while Dylan and Kevan remained inside."Which acquaintance did you meet?" Dylan turned to Kevan with a serious expression. "Is it someone from your family?" Kevan was not the type of person who would chat with acquaintances outsi
An elegant, middle-aged lady walked in. The instant the door was closed, her face twisted into a ferocious expression of anger and hatred. Long-forgotten memories flooded Larissa's mind like a tidal wave, causing her eyes to widen in fear.A heavy slap landed on Larissa's face, making a loud cracking sound. Although the force of the slap wasn't as strong as she remembered it, Larissa could still feel the burning pain on her cheek. "Are you proud of bringing shame upon your whole family? After all these years, you are still being a troublemaker and robbing me of my peace! Can't you learn from your sister?" Larissa was reminded of the familiar barrage of criticism that bombarded her. There were barely any changes in the script. Out of reflex, Larissa was about to apologize, but she managed to stop herself in time. She was no longer the helpless young girl who had to depend on the charity of others and constantly needed to cater to their wishes. Now that she was an adult,
After Larissa regained her composure, she demanded angrily, "Who told you to use money to appease them?" Those greedy snakes from the Hardy family were insatiable. After taking the one million dollars, they wouldn't just stop there. On the other hand, they would think of more ways to squeeze more money from her. Even if she wanted to get rid of them, she wouldn't be able to."How dare you show me attitude when I tried to solve this issue for you?" Yvette said incredulously. "Larissa, don't you know how to be grateful?""You're not helping me solve it; you're just creating more trouble for me," Larissa retorted. Besides, Yvette did this out of her own interests. The Hardy family was trying to pin Travis' death on Larissa. If they went to the media again, Larissa wasn't the one who would suffer the most, but Yvette herself. In the first place, the Seymour family wasn't too fond of Yvette either. Just thinking of their mockery and judgemental looks was enough to rile Yvette up.
Larissa looked back from the rear window of the car. She couldn't see Yvette or anyone else. Then, she leaned back in her seat. Slowly her pounding heart rate returned to normal. Then, she asked, "Why are you here?""I was passing by," Kevan replied indifferently.Larissa didn't believe him. "You were waiting for me. Why? How did you know I would come out from the back?" Still, Kevan insisted, "I just happened to pass by."Larissa pursed her lips and stared at him as if trying to find an answer. However, Kevan didn't seem to care about her gaze and looked at the front steadily. Soon, they drove into Foxtail Garden. Once again, Larissa leaned against the car window. It was as quiet as it usually was, and there wasn't a single soul on the street. When the car drove through the leaves, it made a crisp sound. Then, she saw a strange car parked below their building. The end of the car faced the road, and it was hard to figure out if someone was in the car, making Larissa nervous.
He forcefully pressed the button to open the doors, and the panic in his eyes was obvious."Are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous it is to block the elevator door?" he chastised.Larissa had some common sense, so she knew. However, her first reaction during an emergency wasn’t something she could control. So, she hid her hand behind her back.Kevan quickly grabbed it and saw an obvious red mark across her hand. He narrowed his eyes, and Larissa could feel the danger in his gaze. She quickly pulled away, but he held her hand tighter. "Don’t move." His voice was gentle, and Larissa did as told. Then, she felt annoyed. Even though she did something wrong, she was the one who was hurt. She didn’t understand why she felt guilty. Then, Kevan pressed the button to take them to the twentieth floor. Since Larissa stood further away from the button and her hand was held by Kevan, she couldn’t touch it. So, she whispered, "Please help me press the button to floor 18. Thank you."Kevan