I was left speechless, absolutely shocked. I glanced at Carol and then at Steven. What was going on? "Carol, he's my husband." I attempted to change her mindset.
But Carol lowered her head and murmured. "It's not like we haven't slept together." I momentarily froze as I thought I heard something unreal, then anxiously gazed at Carol. "What did you say?" "I have slept with Steve before," Carol said seriously.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI subconsciously looked back at Steven.
He was always vigilant as if he already knew that Carol was going to talk nonsense. He took hold of my hands and patiently explained, "The 'sleep' she referred to is a different kind of sleep." I couldn't quite understand what he meant. "What do you mean?" Steven gritted his teeth. "When we were in the orphanage, Simmy, Carol, and I often shared the sbed. But it was purely for sleeping. I slept with you and had a baby, that's different." I paused to take a deep breath, feeling a surge of anger from her words.
Carol kept talking foolishly, "He also slept with Simmy, and so did Stephie." I was at a loss for words. What she said had the power to terrify people to the core.
Steven was clearly upset as well. "Just answer her questions!" Carol appeared to be afraid of Steven, lowering her head and replying with a hint of grievance, "Okay." "Do you still remember the worker who lived upstairs across from us committed suicide by jumping off the building?" I asked quietly.
She nodded with a stern expression. "I do." "Before the worker committed suicide, do you remember if anyone cto see him?" I nervously inquired. She looked atand shook her head. "I don't remember." I felt rather let down. Yes, it was true. Carol was mentally disabled and struggled with remembering people. Carol's head tilted as she walked out of the door, pointing directly at the surveillance camera positioned outside her home. "Are you stupid? Steven installed a surveillance camera for me. He said that if I'm ever in danger, I just need to shout at the surveillance camera, and he will cto save me." For a moment, I stood there stunned. I shifted my gaze from the surveillance camera to Steven. Indeed, he had connected with Carol very early on. He maintained continuous contact with her and even assisted her in installing a hidden camera.
Steven nervously lowered his head, possibly avoiding eye contact with me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDid he install a surveillance camera outside Carol's house to ensure her safety? So, why didn't he intervene and stop her from being a sex worker? It leftfeeling perplexed.
"Is the surveillance footage with you?" I asked with a hushed tone.
Steven nodded. "If you're interested in watching it, we can go back and check it out." I clenched my teeth and gripped his arm tightly. Why didn't he tellsooner? With an aggrieved look, he turned toand uttered, "I thought you wanted to look into Carol..."
After he finished speaking, he appeared momentarily taken aback before swiftly changing the topic. "I thought you were going to help Eason visit the site for investigation." "Why should I ask her if there is surveillance?" I was trying to calm myself down.
"Then, let's go home," Steven said, feeling a twinge of guilt. He eagerly grabbed my hand as if he couldn't ve wait to takeaway. S'a''h thí (F)indN\v\l. et website on Gøøgl" to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. Carol tilted her head, looked atquizzically, and then suddenly smiled. "Stephie...is the murderer."
Steven's footsteps cto an abrupt halt, and his frigid gaze sent shivers down one's spine. He glanced back at Carol Overwhelmed in fear, Carol recoiled, crouching on the ground and clutching her head. I also turned around in surprise. "What did she just say?" Steven shook his head. "I didn't catch that." Carol still murmured, "Stephie is the murderer... Stephie is the murderer..." In fact, I did hear it. Carol was saying that I was the murderer. Was she still blamingfor taking Steven away and causing Simeon's death? X