LOGINMy wife, Caroline Bailey, was a forensic pathologist. For her first love, Ian Lawson, she was willing to break every rule she held sacred and allowed him into the autopsy room to observe. She even let him throw acid onto a corpse's face. That was, until Caroline took on a new case. As she stood over the disfigured body on her operating table, she began to fall apart. The acid-burned face was starting to look more and more like mine.
View MoreIan quickly seized the moment and said, "Exactly, Caroline. We were both fooled by him."Caroline silently pulled her hand away and looked up at him. It took her a long time to get the words out."Ian Lawson, I don't believe a single word you just said."With that, she grabbed her coffee and smashed it on the floor. Led by Kenneth, undercover officers posing as servers and customers quickly moved in and restrained him.As Ian was being dragged away, he still refused to accept what was happening, staring wide-eyed and yelling for Caroline to believe him.Caroline already hinted to Kenneth earlier that she crossed legal lines, so both she and Ian were quietly monitored for weeks. As a forensic pathologist, she picked up enough to notice the surveillance long ago.However, she did not fight it. Instead, once she realized Ian was hiding something, she contacted Kenneth and cooperated so they could track everything Ian did.What Ian admitted to in the coffee shop was already enough p
Caroline tightened her grip on her phone and spoke in a cold, steady voice. "You mean the sulfuric acid incident, right? I already handled it, and no one will find out."What she did not tell him was that she was going to expose to the world the mistake they made together.However, Ian feared far more than that. So, he kept pushing his point. "Carol, you're Luther's family and also the forensic pathologist in charge. With just one word from you, everything can be handled. Why do we have to make this so complicated?"He added, "Just trust me once. Bring Luther's body home and bury him as soon as possible. Then, we can take our time investigating the killer. I promise I'll do everything I can to help you."Even Caroline, who was always slow to suspect him, picked up on something wrong. She sensed that Ian was clearly trying to hide something.For the first time, she refused him directly. "Sorry, that's not something I can control. The higher-ups already said Luther's body is tied to
When Caroline got home, she lay awake the entire night with her eyes open. She did not speak or move at all. It was not until the sky started to lighten that she finally drifted into a shallow sleep. However, she did not sleep long before suddenly jolting awake, sitting up as she shouted my name.She must have had another nightmare.Peter was an alcoholic who beat her often when he was drunk, so she never felt safe, and nightmares were a constant shadow over her nights.Even after we got married, we argued so often that I usually slept in the guest room. Yet, whenever Caroline woke up scared, I always ran to her first.Those moments were when she was the most fragile, and her resistance toward me would soften just a little. But now I was only a wandering soul, and no matter how much I wanted to comfort her the way I used to, I could not touch her at all.When Caroline could not find me, her eyes went blank for a second before dimming completely. She curled herself into a ball and
Ian frowned, but he quickly regained his composure and put on a shocked expression.He exclaimed, "What? Luther's dead? Was that body actually Luther's? I'm sorry, Carol. I really didn't know. If I knew that was Luther, I would've rather been the one hit with acid than hurt him, and I never would've dragged you into it."He added, "Carol, let me make it right, okay? I don't know how he died, but I did mess up. I'll go turn myself in right now."He even pretended to head toward the police station, as if he was ready to take the fall.Caroline grabbed his arm. Since she was emotionally drained, her voice came out low and hoarse. "What's done is done. Don't stir up more trouble. If you really feel guilty about him, then help me find the person who murdered him."She said the word murderer through clenched teeth, and Ian instinctively shrank back. Then, he sighed dramatically and tested the waters while watching her expression. He said, "Carol, remember that woman I said I saw argui
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