Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 50

Everyone knew that people would soon suffer from leukemia if they stayed in a house where formaldehyde was abnormally concentrated.

I knew what was going on after I heard the police out. As expected, Caroline surely wouldn't let go of the opportunity this time in vain.

Initially, I was not afraid.

However, the police later questioned me over and over again. During this period, I knew that everyone's feedback to the police was that I was the one who got the most optimal timing to commit such a crime.

Because among all the people engaged in the project, I was the first one to arrive at the studio and the last one to leave.

And I was also the one who was the most likely to be motivated to do so.

Although I was Mrs. Cowell, Patrick loved Caroline very much instead.

Moreover, I had gone to jail last time because I had pushed Caroline to the foot of the NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

mountain. If Caroline hadn't been found in time, she might have been dead.

After several rounds of interrogation, I found this feeling of being unable to defend myself familiar.

And it scared me!

Later, the police found a worker who was in charge of putting formaldehyde with high concentration into the wallpapers.

I sat in the detention center and watched the worker pointing to me, saying that it was I who had asked him to do this.

Then he said with tears that he came from the countryside and had three children, two of whom were twins freshly delivered by his wife. Besides, his wife got sick as soon as she gave birth to the babies. And his parents were seriously ill. So he promised me because he was possessed for a moment.

After hearing that, the policeman glanced at me.

He looked at me was as if he were looking at a heinous sinner.

No. If I did have done this, I would indeed be a heinous sinner.

I saw the worker kneeling on the ground and begging the police to let him go, saying that he was the breadwinner of his family. If he went to jail, his family would be doomed.

"I didn't!" Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore. So I stood up and said excitedly, "I didn't let you do such a thing at all!"

It was not that I was cruel. Instead, it was that I didn't want to be wronged again.

I didn't want to be imprisoned again!

"It's you!" The worker pointed to me, "Things have come to this. Why didn't you admit it? You want to kill me, right? When I was about to get off work that day, it was you who put 10 thousand dollars in my bag and asked me to help you. At that time, my child happened to be sick and my wife called me and asked me for money. So I promised you!"

The worker was crying as he spoke.

It was said that a man wouldn't shed tears with ease.

And I tend to suffer losses in silence.

Anyone who saw the scene would probably tend to believe him!

"Alright. You should go back first!" The police waved to let the worker go home. Then he gave me a hateful look, "I will make you admit your crime sincerely!"

Later, I was detained again.

The first one who came to see me was Seth.

But I refused to see him.

I didn't want to make things difficult for him anymore. As Angie said, I couldn't get him involved because of my unhappy marriage.

Even so, I was still in a panic. And I didn't know what to do.

I didn't want to go to jail anymore!

I didn't want to go back to the one-and-a-half-years' days when I had been in prison.

When I was helpless and desperate, the police called me, "Charlotte Archer, someone wants to see you."

"Who is it?"

My first reaction was that the visitor was Seth. If so, I wouldn't see the visitor.

But the police said, "No."

"As long as the visitor is not Seth, I'll see them whoever it is!"

When I walked into the visiting room, I found that it was Caroline Archer behind the glass wall.

Staring at the arrogant expression on her face, I was overwhelmed by anger!

I rushed over, picked up the microphone, and cursed, "Caroline Archer, you b*tch! Let me tell you! If I can go out alive this time, I surely won't let you go!"