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As his vision cleared, Jonah realized the woman standing before him wasn’t Sabrina. He
frowned slightly but then relaxed as his nerves calmed down.
“What are you doing here?” he asked softly.
Allian
illian looked worried, helping him straighten his collar. “Jonah, you haven’t come to see me in a week. I was really worried about you, so I came to find you. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Jonah said absentmindedly, getting to his feet. “You has just recovered; you
shouldn’t be out in this cold.”
Lillian nodded obediently. She noticed how exhausted Jonah looked and the blood and glass in his palm.
Frowning, Lillian carefully led him to the dining table, where she took out the first aid kit
from under the TV cabinet and began treating his wounds.
Jonah let her tend to him, staring blankly at the three dishes and a soup on the table,
identical to the ones Sabrina used to prepare for him.
Lillian didn’t say much as she treated him. Seeing his distracted state, she felt a surge of
bitterness but concealed it well.
Pretending to be concerned, she asked, “Jonah, has my sister not come back yet…”
When Jonah’s expression suddenly turned cold, Lillian couldn’t hide the smirk that crept
into her heart. But she quickly adopted a cautious tone, “I heard she’s been spending
time
with Colin…”
Jonah slammed his forks onto the table, silencing her immediately.
Jonah spoke coldly, “Lillian, you should go…”
But before he could finish, his phone suddenly rang.
He answered, and Viggo’s panicked voice came through, “Mr. Adams, it’s about Miss Lillian–she’s been implicated…”
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The front door of the villa burst open before Viggo could finish. Jonah hung up, his sense of unease growing stronger.
“Lillian, you’re under arrest for your involvement in a kidnapping case. Please come with us,” the police officer announced as they entered.
Jonah froze, unable to process what he was hearing.
He watched as the police restrained Lillian. He stood up abruptly, but his vision went black,
d he collapsed.
“Mr. Adams, Mr. Adams,” the police officers called out to him, snapping him back to reality.
He looked at Lillian, who was eerily calm.
“What… what the hell did you do?” Jonah croaked, his throat dry.
Jonah, take care of yourself. I was the one who had my sister kidnapped. Now you’re free. You’ll never have to see us again,” Lillian said with a crazed smile, her eyes slowly filling with madness.
She had finally done it–Jonah was truly free!
Ever since she was a child, she had always followed in her sister’s shadow, watching her get the best of everything. Even though she had fallen in love with Jonah first, it was her sister who married him in the end. Why?
Jonah clearly didn’t love her, yet she clung to him desperately. Only by dying could she truly set him free.
The hatred in Lillian’s eyes was no longer hidden.
Jonah felt as if he had been struck by lightning, too afraid to think about her words in detail.
In a panic, he locked eyes with the police officer, who patiently repeated, “A week ago, we received a report… When we arrived at the scene, we found that the hostage had already left, and the kidnapper was lying in a pool of blood, missing an ear. We took him for treatment, and when he woke up, he confessed that he had kidnapped Sabrina, and the
person who instructed him to do all of this was Lillian.”
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Jonah felt as if his heart had stopped beating.
His eyes turned bloodshot as he glared at Lillian, who only laughed hysterically.
The police officer continued, though he found it difficult, “The kidnapper also admitted to rape and torture Miss Sabrina…”
What?
Janah stood frozen in place.
Lillian muttered to herself, “Didn’t you hate her? Isn’t this better? She was involved with Jonah and flirting with Colin at the same time. I solved the problem for you, Jonah. Now you’ll never have to be troubled by her again. A whore like her deserved to die so miserably, ha ha ha…”
“Where is she?”
Jonah suddenly rushed forward, demanding answers.
Lillian lovingly caressed his cheek and whispered, “I guess she’s probably dead by now.
That day, she had two gaping wounds in her belly that couldn’t be stopped. How could she
still be alive, ha ha ha…”
“And that bastard child is dead too. I took c
