Facade of Love

Chapter 34 The Body Is Missing

“She left,” Idris said, his dark eyes still fixed on me. This man was much taller than me, and talking to him with my head tilted back made my neck hurt, so I simply avoided any further conversation.

I tore open the hydrogen peroxide and cotton balls to treat his wound, which was indeed deep. I could see the many layers under his skin split open. I could not help but gasp inwardly–that seemingly tiny life was really very sharp. If it had been a ⠀man attacking, I feared that Idris‘ hand would have been forever ruined.

He hissed in pain, perhaps because I had been too rough.

old coldly. “Bear with

I paused for a moment, looked up at him with a dark face, and the pain. I’m not Moore. I can’t give you any sweet, soft words ”

He just smiled silently at me.

I did not want to talk to him any more than necessary. I quickly treated his wound and cleaned up the trash, then listened in to the police officers nearby.

I could not help but look over when I heard voices from their direction, only to see a mutilated puppy lying in the opened trunk. It had probably been there for days and was somewhat decomposed.

and frowned at me. “Ms. Scott, what’s going

a daze, looking at the dead dog in the trunk and muttering to herself, “He deserved to die, he deserved to

had told me earlier in the cafe, saying helplessly, “I don’t get it either. She didn’t seem to be lying at the time, which is

officer said to another officer, “Take her statement, and try to get in touch with the person she claims was killed to verify

she was in

the murder and the hidden b*dy in the car, she told the police the same story she told me in the cafe, but when the police asked her where the b*dy was, she kept repeating that it was

find Benett’s b*dy and unable to contact him, I called the front desk at Scott Corporation and asloed them to look for Benett from the

had gone on a business trip to Tully City five days ago and had not returned. I got his contact number from the front desk, but the

killed him, stabbed him over and over again. There was so much blood… The house was

her home. There was indeed a pool of blood in the living room. At first, the police thought it was human blood, but after testing, they discovered it was the blood of the dead dog,

reached and the police could not confirm the situation for the

was receiving one phone call after another. I did not need to guess

not help but sneer.

at his phone but at me, asking, “When do you plan to

frowned. “I have no plans to leave. I’m also curious about what’s going on here.