Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 193

Chapter 193 The Deceased’s Belongings Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Her unfocused eyes widened in surprise and joy. ‘The police are actually at the door, mentioning Ophelia’s name. Could this have been arranged by Brendan? Is he taking me to meet Ophelia?

Deirdre’s smile grew wider without her noticing, and she took a step forward. “Are you the police? Is my mother here? Where is she?”

“Ms. McKinnon!” Sam’s expression changed drastically, and his hand, which was clutching Deirdre’s shoulder, shook once without him noticing. He pulled her back strongly and said, “Y ou should go inside!”

Deirdre’s smile was half–frozen on her face, and she refused to leave stubbornly. “What’s going on? Sam, it’s not easy for me to acquire information related to my mother. This is a good thing. Why are you asking me to leave?”

Sam could not explain why, but he could feel that something really bad was about to happen.

Especially since the matter involved Ophelia. Deirdre had attempted to commit suicide because of Oph elia, and the police was suddenly visiting her less than three days later.

He lowered his voice to conceal the uneasiness in it. “Ms. McKinnon, don’t you find it strange that the police are here? They wouldn’t know where your residence is, so it’s highly possible that these are fake police officers.”

The police officers were standing a few steps away, so they heard Sam’s remark clearly. One of them could not he lp frowning and saying, “Sir, you shouldn’t make irresponsible remarks like this. I’m a real officer with a

badge number. You can verify my badge number with the station. I’m only here to deliver the deceased’s belongings, and it’s unnecessary for me to feign my identity to deceive someone.”

The smile on Deirdre’s face vanished abruptly, and her mind went blank. She responded to the situatio n by saying in confusion, “The deceased’s belongings? What belongings?”

The police officer was confused as well. “Aren’t you aware? Ophelia’s belongings, of course.”

Deirdre felt suffocated, as if a rope was tightened around her neck, and she could feel her body turning cold bit by bit from shock. It felt as if she had fallen into a dungeon and the coldness was overpowering her.

“Come again?” Her voice was shaky, and she ran to the door. “What did you say? Whose belongings did you say these are?”

Sam’s face turned ghastly pale instantly as well. He had not expected something like this to happen. He reacted to the situation by holding back Deirdre in a haste. “You should go inside, Ms. McKinnon! It’s all fake!”

Deirdre could not breathe. Her eyes were wide in shock, and she demanded, “Tell me, quick! Whose be longings did you say these are?”

The police officer was startled by her sudden hysterics and her disfigured face. He fell back in a haste. ”

“Dead for one and a half years… Dead for one and a half years…”

Deirdre muttered to herself as if she was both possessed and deaf. The words were deeply ingrained in and her entire body was trembling.

There was no telling how she mustered the energy to struggle free from Sam’s grip at that very moment and grab the gate, her eyes bloodshot. “That’s impossible! You’re lying! She’s still alive and well in the mental hospital, so how can s one and a half years! You should speak properly!”

The police officer was agitated by her reaction. “Believe what you want. Ophelia committed suicide by ju a letter with her when she died, yet for some unknown reason, no one claimed the letter when they cam

Perhaps the police officer did not wish to be implicated, so he tossed the letter and left in a rush.