It Was You

Chapter 911 I'm Sorry

The room was eerily quiet, and the sound of needles falling could be heard.

Talbot just looked at Tandy like this, as if the person in front of him suddenly became very strange, as if he was just a passer-by that he met casually on the street. They brushed past each other and merged into the sea of people, and they would never meet again.

"Mr. Tandy," said Talbot in a low and hoarse voice again. If you listened carefully, you would find that although his voice was still gentle and courteous, there was a little imperceptible alienation in it. He continued, "I have always been grateful to you. Without you, I wouldn't have been like today. I really liked you and was willing to trade my life for your life before. But now, I really don't like you. I hope that we can break up in a good way, so that we can be friends in the future..."

"I don't want to be your friend. You are mine!" Tandy interrupted him coldly and tightened his grip.

Without saying anything more, Talbot just forcefully broke apart Tandy's fingers. He was usually gentle and elegant, looking weak, but now he seemed to have gathered all his strength on his fingers. He actually broke apart his fingers one after another, until the last one.

"Talbot, I will only say it once. After you walk out of this door today, you will never come to see me again," said Tandy in a low voice, looking at him.

Without any hesitation, Talbot finally broke free from the last finger. Then he pushed away Tandy, stood up from the sofa, and left without saying a word.

"Click -"

The door was soon closed. There was cold in the room, and now the air was deathly silent.

With a dull look on his face, Tandy sat on the sofa with his hands clasped against his forehead. After a long time, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Arrange the air ticket for me," Tandy looked up at the open kitchen not far away and finally lowered his voice. "I promise you that I will go to your overseas headquarter... And I won't come back."

In the Void Valley Manor.

The operation was finally successful. Maybe it was because Robert had been soaked in the rain for a long time, and his wound had been exposed for a long time, so he was infected and had a fever. Kevin arranged someone to send him directly to the hospital. After confirming that he was fine, Cassandra and Martin didn't rush to the hospital, but went to the police station in West City District.

There were two groups of people on duty, and each of them was busy. Arthur came out of the reception room tiredly and finally sent the families away. At this time, he saw a middle-aged woman with a thin face standing in the corridor.

The middle-aged woman sat alone on the chair in the corridor, with an old umbrella beside her. There was a little water flowing down from the tip of the umbrella.

Somehow, Arthur's heart skipped a beat. He rubbed his face and put a piece of mint candy into his mouth to dissolve the smoke in his mouth. Then he walked towards the middle-aged woman.

"Hello, it's so late and it's still raining outside. It's cold. How about I send you back first?" Arthur lowered his voice. He wanted to force a smile, but found that he couldn't do it, so he gave up.

The middle-aged woman seemed to have poor hearing and her movements were not very smooth. She raised her head with difficulty and stared at Arthur with a little fear. Her dry and pale lips slightly moved a few times. "Hello, I have something to deal with at my home. So I came a little late... I'm not a bad person. I'm Paola Su's mother..."

The middle-aged woman's eyes turned red in an instant. She paused and wiped her eyes with her sleeve before continuing, "I heard that the murderer was caught. I just came to ask if it's true? MyBelongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

daughter was so young when she was killed, and we haven't found the murderer. My husband... My husband couldn't let it go. He had been to the police station for many times, and he begged many polices. Our house had been sold, and the money had been used up. A few years ago, he fell and injured on the construction site... We are all honest people. Why are we involved in such a disaster? For so many years, we haven't changed our phone numbers. We just want to be informed one day that you have found the murderer... I shouldn't have said this to you, but I really can't stand it for so many years..."

Arthur stood aside in silence. He didn't know how to explain it to the middle-aged woman. There were still many doubts in explaining the case. Eugene might just be framed, not the real murderer. But these words were like a big stone pressing on his heart, and he couldn't say a word.

What the middle-aged woman said was right. Their family was honest, but unfortunately they were involved in this disaster. Their family was destroyed, and even the bones of these two people were broken. But what was wrong with them?

In fact, they were all right except the murderer.

After a long time, Arthur sat down beside the middle-aged woman and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, we have caught the murderer, but he is dead. We can't tell you too much about the details. This is our rule."

The tears that the middle-aged woman had endured for more than ten years finally burst out and wet her collar on her chest. But she didn't feel it at all. She couldn't help but sit on the chair and burst into tears.

Arthur took out a box of crumpled tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. Apart from that, he didn't know what else he could do.

He had never been so powerless like now, which was indescribable powerlessness in all words.

"Sorry... I really can't help... I'm sorry..." The middle-aged woman kept apologizing, and her tears fell down without warning.

Arthur said, "It's our fault, but please rest assured. We won't let them die unjustly. I will give you justice."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" The middle-aged woman said gratefully.

Arthur really didn't know why they thanked them. It was a murder case. The murderer didn't commit another crime, so they were delayed for 13 years without finding the truth. Now there was finally a trace of tracking, but two people died.

There were so many broken families, but these kind and innocent people still had to thank them. He had never felt that these words were so harsh to hear.

Arthur lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

The middle-aged woman hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, this is not your fault. We... we've waited for so many years, and finally this day comes. Even if we die now, we can rest in peace."