My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1909

Like a gust of wind, Jefferson dashed to Adrienne's office as quickly as he could. "What's the matter?"

Adrienne glanced at Jefferson before handing him a document, not a word exchanged.

Jefferson accepted the document and looked at it. When he saw what was written on it, he looked even more surprised than the time he found out that the victim had something to do with Freddy.

Adrienne said, "I don't believe this is true, but this is the result we got from the database."

Jefferson held the document in his hand tightly and said, "The specific time of death is about 7:30 pm. Where was Freya during this period of time? Is there anyone who can be her witness?"

Adrienne said, "We sent Freya home at around four o'clock in the afternoon but we don't know if she stayed home after that."

"The victim ruined her peaceful life with Freddy, and she has the motive to kill," Jefferson said.

"She has the motive to kill?" Adrienne looked at Jefferson, her eyes filled with fear and worry. "Jeff... I-I'm scared... Although I believe in Freya, I'm scared that she might have done it on impulse." "Hey, don't be scared." Jefferson pulled Adrienne into his arms, rubbed her head, and analyzed, "The cup at the victim's house had Freya's fingerprints on it, so it simply proved that she had visited the house. To find out if she killed her, we'll still have to interrogate her to understand the specific situation. Before the case is solved, you're not allowed to overthink."

"Jefferson, do you think there's a chance that someone is trying to frame Freya?" Adrienne grabbed Jefferson's sleeve tightly. "Mr. Langham and Mrs. Langham went to the capital to attend a meeting the day before yesterday and they wouldn't be back until the day after tomorrow. Coincidentally, all

of these happened during the time they were not around. Even if Freya was at home at 7.30 p.m., there's no one that could prove that."

Jefferson said, "You have to believe that as long as she hasn't killed anyone, we will be able to prove her innocence, no matter how she was framed. Also, you've been a forensic doctor for a long time and have solved so many tricky cases, you should have faith in us, and also the law."

"I have faith in the police and the law, but there's an exception when the law has let me down, especially when it concerns my..." Adrienne trailed off. Her parents' case had not been solved until then.

If someone deliberately framed Freya, would it mean that Freya wouldn't be able to shake off her suspicion?

"Stop overthinking." Jefferson raised his hand to check the time. It was already past midnight, so he said, "You go home and rest first. I'll deal with the things here."

"How could I go home and sleep at times like this?" Adrienne took a deep breath and said, "Call Freya over for an interrogation right now. I want to watch from the side, or I won't be able to stop thinking about it."

"Okay." Jefferson didn't object. He hugged her tightly and said, "Then let's get to the bottom of things and bring justice to the victim."

Adrienne understood where Jefferson was coming from. As long as Freya did not commit the murder, they would surely prove her innocence. However, if Freya really did commit the murder, she would need to be punished by the law.

• • •

Speed was the key to solving cases. Even in the middle of the night, once there was any news regarding the suspects, the police would act in a jiffy-

Freya had been woken up from her sleep, and then she was led by the police officers to the Paramount Criminal Police Team without knowing what was happening.

When she was escorted to the interrogation room, Jefferson deliberately avoided her, and appointed another police officer to interrogate her.

The officer asked, "Miss Langham, where were you at 7 p.m. to 8 p.m. last night? And what were you doing during that period of time?"

Freya replied, "I've been sleeping at home ever since I returned home at 4 p.m.."

The officer asked, "Is there anyone who can prove that you are at home?"

"No one can prove it." Freya shook her head and said, "My parents are not at home. So no one can prove it."

Since there were no witnesses, they couldn't rule out the possibility that Freya was lying. The officer added, "Miss Langham, we suspect that you are involved in a murder case. Please cooperate with our investigation."

"A murder case?" Freya became sober upon receiving the news, shocked. She added, "What murder? How does this have anything to do with me?"

The officer continued, "Miss Langham, we found your fingerprints in the victim's house, but you have not mentioned once that you've been there."

Freya said angrily, "I was at home since 4 p.m.. I've never left the house during that period of time. Why should I admit to a crime that you guys have foisted upon me?"

"The fingerprints extracted from the cup of the victim's house matched yours, we're not trying to frame you. If you don't believe it, we can compare it with your fingerprints once again in person," said the officer.

Freya finally realized the seriousness of the matter. "But I didn't even know who the victim is up till now."

The officer replied, "The victim is Florence Fisher."

Freya said, "I don't know anyone who goes by that name at all."

The officer then handed a photo to her and said, "Miss Langham, could you please check if you could recognize the woman in the photo?"

Freya picked up the photo and looked at it. She could recognize the woman in the photo. "I had seen this woman once, but I don't know what her name was."

"Just once? What were the circumstances of you meeting each other?" the officer asked.

Freya bit her lip and said, "The day before yesterday, she showed up at my farmhouse and claimed that she was pregnant with my husband's baby. Later, she left, and I didn't hear from her anymore."

"So, she was your rival in love, and since she ruined your relationship with your husband, you wanted her dead, am I right?" the officer asked.

"I wanted her dead?" Freya sneered, "I've never thought that it was this woman's fault. What's more, I'm not that stupid to kill someone for a jerk and use the rest of my life to pay for the crime." This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Speaking of which, that woman was really a scar in Freya's heart, constantly reminding her how bad her insight on men was. She had always thought that she had found an honest man who loved her but it turned out to be an illusion.

The officer said, "Are you sure you haven't been to the victim's house?"

Freya said, "I'm certain that I haven't gone to her house to meet her because I've not once thought of meeting her, nor do I know where she lived."

The officer added, "Then please shed a light on why your fingerprints was found on a cup at the victim's house."

Freya said, "How would I know? That would be your job to find that out." "Alright, Miss Langham, thank you for being this cooperative with us, please continue to do so in the future investigations." The officer took back the photo and said, "We've also found a strand of hair that doesn't belong to the victim. It is probably left by the murderer, so we'll need to get your DNA sample to run some tests."