A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 71

I told Richard about me receiving a call from grandpa, as well as the records of our conversation in his ward.

When he heard this, he suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "You said that when you left, you passed by a doctor."

Looking at the excited look on his face, I nodded blankly and said, "Yes, the doctor seemed to want to give grandpa an injection. I didn't care and left."

"Grandpa never had an injection at that time. His injection time is 8: 30 in the morning. At that time, there will be no doctor to disturb his rest. I suspect that the person is the murderer who killed grandpa."

"What..." Richard's words made me feel cold all over. I just watch the murderer walk into grandpa's ward and kill him?

"Ashley, there are a lot of comments that are not good for you. I hope that you can be strong." Richard put his hands on my shoulders and said seriously to me.

With a bitter laugh, I looked at him and nodded. "I have expected that. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

If I couldn't even withstand this kind of blow, how could I help grandpa get revenge? How could I find out the murderer?

"Tomorrow is the day of grandpa's funeral."

Richard gave me a deep look and whispered. "Tell grandpa that I will be fine. I will definitely... find the murderer." I couldn't personally attend grandpa's funeral, so I could only entrust Richard.

Richard nodded and left. An hour later, William came here. He said that he had hired the best lawyer and would definitely take me out.

I nodded, but I didn't say anything. I knew very well that this was a sticky business. Neither Richard nor William could take me out. They were just comforting me. I had completely become a suspect.

The next day, the police asked me questions repeatedly as usual. I felt that my brain was numb. I calmly answered every question, no matter they wanted me to be tired or what, I wouldn't be defeated.

Until they finished asking me, they took me to another room.

When I walked into this interrogation room, I saw Edward who was standing with his back to me.

He was dressed in a black suit, and his figure was tall and strong.

Upon hearing my footsteps, he turned around. When he saw me, he strode towards me and hugged me tightly.

"Ashley."

"Edward... I didn’t... kill grandpa. Believe me." In the face of Richard and William, I could calmly say that I didn't kill grandpa. However, in the face of Edward, I couldn't control my emotions.

"Of course I know. Don't cry." He rubbed my face and said, wiping my tears.

I looked at him with tears in my eyes. He lifted my chin and kissed my lips, saying, "Ashley, I came here to take you out of here."

"Didn't they say that they have evidence of my murder?" When Richard and William came here, I knew very well that this was a sticky business.

However, Edward said that he wanted to take me out of here? I knew that he was very powerful, but all people were equal before the law.

He stared at me, and then said, "You admit that you have killed grandpa at first, and then I'll arrange for you."

"What did you say?" His words sent a chill down my spine.

I let go of him and looked at him calmly. I suspected that I had never known him.

Was Edward asking me to admit that I had killed grandpa? If I were to admit it, what would happen to me? Homicide? A sentence? Life imprisonment? Or execution?

According to the law, I should pay with my life for murder. What exactly did Edward want to do?

"Believe me. After you agree, you will be put to execution, but I will save you. This is the only way." Edward stared at me gloomily and said.

After listening, I couldn't help but laugh, "Edward, you want me to admit that I was a murderer? The crime of killing grandpa?"

I couldn't accept it. It turned out that you had never understood me... Edward., you had never understood me.

"Ashley, this is the only way to save you." He stepped forward, grabbed my shoulder, and said in a deep voice.

After listening, I looked coldly at him and said, "I don't want you to save me like this. How do you want to save me? When I'm in prison, you found a fake corpse to pretend to be me? Am I going to conceal my identity in the future? I'll become your pet and be kept in the villa? I can't let the public know me, right?"

"This is the only way, Ashley." Edward stared at me and said in a deep voice.

I turned around because I didn't want to see him at this moment. I was afraid that I couldn't help but want to hit him.

"Edward, you can go."

I didn't need anyone to save me. I believe injustice. I didn't do anything bad. No one could frame me.

"Ashley, you'll die if you don't agree." Edward got angry because of my stubbornness. He walked to me, grabbed my shoulders with both hands, and roared at me.

"Even if I die, I will definitely never admit anything I haven't done. I am not afraid of death."

I pushed his body away coldly and walked towards the door.

After laughing, I found that my cheeks were cold. I reached out my hand and touched my cheek. When I saw my tears, I covered my face and chuckled.

Ashley, what exactly were you looking forward to?

I was not a fool. Edward might have evidence, but he still chose to give me up for Betty. He had always been like this.

He used to be like this, but he didn't change.

That warmth was like a dream. It didn't exist, and everything was like a dream.

I looked at the tears on my fingers and sneered. I stared at the moonlight through the window with my hollow eyes.

Betty, you'd better have nothing to do with this matter. If it was you, I would let you accompany me to go to hell. I stayed at the police station for a month. This month, they tried their best to make me admit that I had killed grandpa. No matter what method they used to deal with me, I didn't say a word.

In the end, I was sent back to the cell.

Every day, I counted the days and looked out of the window quietly. Edward had never been here since that time. William and Richard often came here, and each time they began to speak and then hesitated

There must be a lot of comments against me outside. They didn't want to tell me, so they stared at me with a complicated look every time they saw me.

In the afternoon, I was interrogated again. This time, the interrogation was a little different. Because when these people came in, I felt an inexplicable strange, and evil atmosphere.

"Take her away." The leader gave me a vicious look, waved his hand, and asked the men behind him to take me away.

Looking at the strange face in front of me, I twisted my body in fear and said, "Where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Were they the prison guards and policemen who had been interrogating me before? Although they were wearing the clothes of prison guards, they looked a little strange.

"Where are you going to take me?" They didn't speak, but grabbed me and walked forward.

I twisted my body and wanted to say something, but suddenly I was pressed by a knife at my waist. The cold touch scared me. I looked at the man behind my waist in shock.

He glanced at me and said coldly, "Be good. Otherwise, no one can make sure what will happen next."

"Who the hell are you?" Frightened by his words, I said in a hoarse voice, and my lips were trembling.

Who were these people? What do they want to do?