Accidental love II

Chapter 22 Someone Was Dead

No! No! No! It was impossible!

She immediately denied this bold idea. She must have had some strange dream last night!

How could Marcus, who was blind and disabled, appeared in front of her like a normal person?

"Am I so tired these days?" she said to herself.

She walked straight into the bathroom, poured a handful of cold water on her face, looked up at the

red-blooded eyes in the mirror. Then the red swimming pool appeared in front of her eyes again.

Janice's heart tightened for no reason. Then her breathing became rapid. Why was her dream so real?

While she was lost in the thought with frowning, a noise interrupted her thoughts.

She walked gently to the door of the bedroom, listening to the movement outside with her ear against

the door panel. Judging from the different voices, there should be a few strangers in the house.

She quickly changed her clothes and strode downstairs.

From a distance, she saw two uniformed policemen sitting on the sofa opposite Marcus. One of them in

his forties was talking to Marcus, and the other younger policeman was carefully recording something

in the notebook.

"Mr. Clinton, do you know why the deceased went to the swimming pool in the middle of the night?"

The older policeman stared at Marcus without blinking.

"I don’t know. Ada didn't tell me." Marcus looked indifferent, and his voice remained calm.

"Then do you know who she has had a grudge with before, or what enemies she has?"

"I never heard her say it."

The older policeman didn’t get any valuable clues, so he frowned in depression.

He looked up and then caught a glimpse of Janice walking towards them. He asked, "Are you Mrs.

Clinton?"

Janice nodded in a daze, walked slowly to Marcus' side, and glanced at him casually.

Marcus looked very serious. His face was tense. When he didn’t speak, he looked so prestige.

"Mrs. Clinton..."

The older policeman was about to speak, but was abruptly interrupted by Marcus.

"Captain Devin, my wife and I are newly married. She hasn't fully adapted to the new environment, so

she hasn’t slept well these days. Occasionally, she suffers from insomnia. Last night, she slept all night

after taking sleeping pills. She probably didn't know anything. "

Marcus' tone was steady. There was a calmness between his eyebrows, which made others believe in

what he said.

However, Janice, who was standing by, immediately reacted, ‘Marcus is lying!’

Because she didn't have the habit of taking sleeping pills at all. What he said was clearly to cope with

the police.

Could it be that the scene she saw last night was not a dream, but a real thing? Otherwise, why would

Marcus preemptively say that she didn't know anything? Was he covering something?

She instantly remembered the legend that Marcus was a "killer". If she didn't tell the police that there

was blood on his hands last night and didn’t send him to the jail, he would hurt more people!

A sense of justice emerged to Janice’s mind spontaneously. She plucked up the courage to speak,

"Captain Devin, I actually..."

Before she could continue, her right hand fell into a big cold palm. Marcus pinched her soft little hand

hard. A tingling quickly spread from the hand.

Janice looked down and saw that it was Marcus who was holding her hand. He pursed his lips, making

the entire outline of his face become cold and sharp.

Janice couldn't help but thought of Marcus' bloodthirsty appearance last night. He was just like Shura Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

crawling out of hell. It was daunting.

A faint of chill rushed from her back to her whole body. She unknowingly broke out in a cold sweat. Her

clothes which was close to her back quickly became wet by the sweat.

"Mrs. Clinton, did you see something last night?" Captain Devin asked.