AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

The car drove out of the Moon Pavilion. Maeva placed her hand on the car door, her palm against her face, and she looked at the man driving with a smile in her bright eyes.

-Officer Matthews, Ms. Flores looks like an innocent little girl. Why did you describe her as a little demon?

-There are still some suspicious points in the case, but I have read the file almost ten times, and I still can’t find any conclusive evidence.

Florian held the steering wheel with both hands and looked straight ahead. He couldn’t help but take the matter seriously every time they talked about it.

– But the case has already been closed.

Maeva’s red lips curled into a smile.

– The judge has already delivered his verdict. You don’t think you’ll overturn the verdict for Barbara Long, do you?

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Florian turned his head and looked at her,

– It’s M City, not L city. This is not under my jurisdiction! Not to mention that Barbara Long really was the instigator of the kidnapping and attempted murder.

However, as a police officer, he investigated the case carefully. It was clearly a professional habit that he couldn’t change and didn’t want to change.

– This Mrs. Flores may be innocent, but she gives me a complicated feeling.

Maeva’s bright eyes under her thick eyelashes were in deep thought.

Florian raised an eyebrow.

– Tell me!

Maeva tilted her head and looked at him.

– didn’t you say you don’t care anymore?

– No matter, it won’t stop me from talking with my wife!

The smile on Maeva’s lips deepens. She thought for a moment and slowly said,

– Her eyes are clean and she didn’t avoid anyone when she spoke. This shows that she is magnanimous. But if it’s like you said, I guess… She doesn’t intend to harm others. She just wants to protect herself or the person she loves!

Like what I did back then!

Florian seemed to have understood the meaning of his words. He reached out to hold her soft hand.

– This matter ends here. I won’t ask it again.

As a police officer, there were certain things he shouldn’t know.

The world was full of problems and there were many gray areas that the police couldn’t touch, but there had to be a way out of kindness.

***

When Roxane came home, she did not see Sebastien in the living room.

The butler said to him:

– Monsieur went to the study room. He said he wanted some time alone.

Roxane nodded and did not disturb him in the study.

After so many years, knowing the truth about Lorraine’s death, he must have been very sad and needed time to sort out his thoughts.

Roxane’s heart was not calm either. She didn’t want to draw, so she went back to her room to play on her phone for a while and fell asleep quickly.

The originally closed door opened silently. Sebastien walked lightly towards the bed and picked up her phone which she had dropped on the bed. He placed her on the bedside and covered her with the blanket.

She slept soundly and did not wake up.

Sebastian sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes black as black turtle stone, shining with affection.

Thinking of everything she had done for him, he felt a warm current in his heart.

All these years, he had never thought to explain, nor had he cared about other people’s opinions. What if the whole world considered him an antisocial pervert?

Lorraine was dead. She was dead in front of him. He no longer cared about the mortal world.

Until Roxane appeared, she was like the sun in the sky, illuminating her gray world and giving it endless light and warmth.

She was really too good, so good that he couldn’t bear to let her go, not even for a minute or a second!

However, he couldn’t be selfish enough to bind her to his side in the name of love and let her become another Lorraine.

-Little treasure, I love you.

His thin lips parted slightly and he muttered in a low voice, like a divine whisper.

– I will let you go. No matter how far you go or how long you walk, I will be waiting for you in the same place. You will see me as soon as you turn your head.

He leaned down and planted a deep kiss on her forehead.

He got up and left the room to make a phone call.

– Patrice, help me do something…