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Boyce and Mary looked at the door at the same time.
Matthew was standing in the doorway. The overhead light shrouded him, covering most of his expressions. His slender fingers were busy unbuttoning his cuffs and then he slowly rolled up his sleeves to expose his sturdy forearms.
His expressions were all too calm, but Maryâs heart felt cold. She knew very well what Matthew was going to do.
Her heart trembled horribly, âIf you kill me, youâll never be able to find out his whereabouts.â
Matthew curved his lips, âBoyce, go away!â
Boyce didnât dare move, if he impulsively killed her then this matter would become problematic.
âUmâ¦â
âGet out!â
âI want to see my lawyer!â Maria panicked.
She wanted to escape, but her hands were handcuffed to the chair and she couldnât move.
âYou have no proof that I kidnapped Dolores. If you hit me it will be a crime.â
Maria screamed in fright, âBoyce, hurry up and make him go away!â
Boyce held out both hands, âIâm sorry, this is out of my hands.â
Saying this he turned to leave the interrogation room. It was very clear to him that she was not going to open her mouth unless they used some skills.
Boyce walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
âMatthew, donât be impulsive!â said Maria anxiously.
She was afraid he was really going to kill her.
Matthew stood condescendingly in front of her. He lifted her chin and looked her closely in the eyes. His eyes grew colder, âYou said it was you that night.â
Maria became very nervous, âWhatâ¦what are you talking about? I donât understand.â
It was impossible for her to know the truth about that night. Everyone who knew was dead and the one who wasnât dead was keeping her secret.
He couldnât find out, he was never going to find out!
âDonât you understand?â Matthew scoffed, âThen let me tell you I never touched you.â
Seeing that she had saved him, he had believed her words at the time and hadnât investigated what happened that night.
But it was because of this that he had missed Dolores.
This mistake alone had taken six years from him.
The strength of Matthewâs finger was amazing. Maria couldnât move, her whole body trembling with pain.
He looked at her viciously, his fingertips pressed against her chin.
Mary screamed his name at the top of her lungs, but she could only utter one word before he wagged a finger shutting his mouth.
âWhy are you pretending?â
Mariaâs eyes widened, did he know?
How had he found out?
How could he know?
Tears began to fall from her eyes and she laughed wildly, âSince you know now, I wonât hide it from you anymore. Yes, that night it wasnât me, it was a woman I found.â
He looked at Matthew with resentment, âI met you first and saved you when we were kids. Then you kept me by your side, but you never gave me official status. Iâm a woman too, I need someone to love and care for me. But you, you never did.â
âLater, when you were poisoned, I knew it was my chance, but at that time I had already lost my virginity. So I paid to find a local woman who was a virgin and sent her to that room. Then I waited for her to come out and went back in and made it look like it was me the whole time. I deliberately made you think you had taken my virginity and made you take responsibility.â
She smiled, âIt turned out I was right. You felt guilty and responsible for me. You were very good to me and even promised to marry me.â
Her expression dimmed, âI prepared and calculated, but I couldnât calculate enough, that woman was not a Country A local, she was a Chinese local. What surprised me was that she was the same woman who had a marriage contract with you. I panicked; I was afraid you would discover her identity, so I deliberately lied that she was pregnant. Later, I created the illusion of a car accident and said I had miscarried. My ultimate goal was to get you to divorce her.â
She looked at him and smiled obsessively, âYou know, to make her disappear from your world, I also planned a car accident for her. I wanted her to taste the pain that I have suffered. I thought she would die in the car accident, but her destiny was to escape. But of course, â¦â
She smiled as if thirsty for his blood, âThis time, she wonât be so lucky.â
Smack The blow came too fast for her to cover her ears. Matthewâs thunderous slap hit her face, causing it to swell in an instant.
Maryâs head was bowed, her face felt unbearably hot and painful as if she had received an electric shock. Her ears stopped working and all sounds were silenced for a while. His mind filled with a buzzing, the taste of blood spread through his mouth forcefully.
Matthew clutched her chin again, almost dislocating her jaw with his strength, âTell me!
Where is he?â
âI donât know!â Mary gritted her teeth, âI canât think of it, even she canât imagine.â
He gritted his blood-stained teeth, âEven you canât imagine where it is!â saying that he burst out laughing.
His madness left him helpless.
At that moment, the door to the interrogation room opened and Boyce rushed in, âWeâve found a clue.â
âMy subordinates searched his trail near the Pal Club and found his phone.â
Matthew released Maria, his hand stained with blood. Boyce handed Matthew a piece of paper with a meaningful look.
Matthew wiped his fingers and looked at Maria grimly, âIf anything happened to her, consider yourself dead.â
After saying that, he turned and walked away. Boyce looked at Mary and sighed, âWhy bother?â. How could anyoneâs mind be so twisted?
Maria swallowed her own blood as she screamed, âHe left me first.â Boyce didnât know how to explain it to her.
Matthew kept her by his side and gave her a good job just to return the favor because he thought she had rescued him.
How did she take that as love?
Oh!
Boyce sighed and asked his men to lock her up first. Then he quickly followed Matthew and got in the car outside.
Seeing Maryâs crazy behavior, Boyce had already prepared his heart for the worst.
He tried to speak several times, but didnât dare ask.
âItâs just a clue, we havenât found it yet.â Boyce warned him in advance.
The look Matthew gave him back was sharper than a knife, stabbing him to death.
âMiss Flores will definitely get well. Sheâs very lucky. Weâll definitely be able to find her, sheâll be safe and sound.â
Boyce immediately changed his mind.
Obviously, Dolores was now an untouchable taboo.
He didnât dare say anything bad about her in front of him.
From a distance, Boyce saw his subordinate. He parked the car, opened the door and got out.
Seeing them approaching, the subordinate ran, âMr. Nelson, Captain Shawn, this is the phone that was found on the corner.â
Saying that, he handed it to them and turned the laptop in his hand towards them, âThis is the surveillance footage I found after searching the nearby cameras and only this one was able to pick up.â
He pointed to the corner of the screen, âIt shows heâs in a van. Itâs a bit difficult to investigate this van as there are too many of them andâ¦â
âThis has to be investigated. Hurry up.â Boyce interrupted him.
The man was speechless, âOkay, Iâll leave now and keep sending more people to search.â
The sky lit up.
A whole night had passed and still no sign of Dolores.
Matthew leaned against the car, head down, looking at the phone in his hand. It was Doloresâ phone.
Swiping his finger lightly across the screen, it lit up. She hadnât set up a password, so Matthew was able to get in easily.
He checked her W#Chat, M!S, QQ and couldnât find anything suspicious. Until he clicked on her SMS log â¦.
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