Cliapter 2
“No?”
Even though I died, my heart still felt pain..
It still hurt a lot, a lot.
Before leaving, Jonathon asked Mia to take the storage card from the car’s dashcam and directly damage it.
He certainly had to destroy this evidence In advance.
So he could never see the truth of the matter.
My soul floated in the air and was also forced to leave the scene with Jonathon.
When I left, I turned back and glanced at my dead body. Next to the body, there was spilled seafood. porridge, which I had packed for Jonathon.
Because he said he would work overtime tonight, I was worried that he would neglect his sleep and meals, so I came here especially to buy his favorite porridge to bring back to him.
But he didn’t even look at it.
Jonathon took Mia to the deserted beach.
After reminding her not to wander around, I quickly went back home.
The house was pitch black.
In the past, no matter how late it was, I would always leave a dim light for Jonathon.
Jonathon, however, did not notice anything unusual. He walked straight into the wardrobe and found one of my dresses. As he took the dress and left, his body seemed to pause for a moment. I didn’t know what he was thinking about.
It doesn’t really matter.
Because the next moment, he left without looking back.
I didn’t even go to the bedroom to see if I was there.
He quickly returned to the seaside and had Mia take a bath in the sea water, while also changing
clothes.
If there was a smell of alcohol on one’s body, the police would suspect them..
He also prepared a lot of mineral water for her to sober up and dilute the alcohol content in her
body.
After a series of operations.
By 10 o’clock in the morning, Jonathon drove Mia to the police station to surrender.
They were constantly coordinating their testimonies along the way.
Jonathon taught her, “When the police ask you why you fled, just say that you were scared because you thought you had killed someone. You had never experienced something like this before, so it was instinctive for you to run away.”
You said that after you hit someone, you went to the seaside, alone, and stayed there all night before gathering the courage to turn yourself in.
You called me before deciding to surrender yourself, asking me to accompany you to the police
station.
The reason I was at the scene of the incident last night was because I was having dinner with a friend there, but you didn’t drink. I have already taken a statement from your friend, so if the police approach her, she will testify for you.
After giving the instructions, he then said, “Leave the rest to me.”
His tone gave Mia a sense of security.
At that moment, I saw Mia’s eyes turn red again, and she said, “Jonathon, thank you. What would I have done without you?”
Jonathon firmly replied, “You would not have me.”
I was floating in the air, listening to their conversation, and suddenly I laughed.
Laughed so hard that my heart, liver, and lungs were in pain.
Ten years of devoted efforts, ultimately couldn’t withstand the glance of moonlight.
Jonathon and Mia were childhood sweethearts, destined to be together.
Later, Jonathon’s family fell on hard times and moved to the county town, while Mia’s entire family immigrated abroad. The disparity in their social status and the distance between them caused the two to separate from then on.
I met Jonathon during my college days and fell in love with him at first sight.
I have never seen a man more handsome than him.
What moved me even more was that beneath his seemingly cold exterior, there hid a gentle heart.
I have seen the way he fed stray cats, his eyes were warm like I had never seen before, as if they
were enveloped in holy light.
followed him for four years, but I never dared to confess my feelings.
On the night of our college graduation dinner, he asked me proactively, “Do you like me?”
was shocked.
Her face turned red immediately.
Most of the teachers and students in the school probably knew that I liked Jonathon. How could the person involved not know?
It was just a matter of turning a blind eye.
I have nothing now, but if you are willing to struggle with me, we can start dating,” Jonathon said.
In the flickering light, I couldn’t see his expression clearly at that moment.
I also didn’t know that Jonathon had an unrequited love.
I thought that heaven had finally favored me once.
I was an orphan.
From birth, I was constantly abandoned, never experiencing warmth, nor ever receiving luck.
Only Jonathon made me feel the kindness of the world.
