The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2022

He sat down. Raising his head, he stared at the white ceiling, his thoughts seemingly having returned to the past. The sweet smile on the corners of his mouth was the best proof.

I sat down right next to him as well. The soft sofa was so comfortable, and I turned to look at him. "Did you think of a scene when you were with her in the past?"

"Yes, it's beautiful and unforgettable. It's even more so regrettable." Drover let out a long, heavy sigh after he said that.

I turned back and stared at the ceiling as well. "Then freeze it. Freeze the beauty of that moment. Perhaps you'll feel less regret."

At this moment, we were two individuals who had experienced the same misfortune and were sympathizing with one another.

"I understand your feelings for her, but since she's gone. Why won't you let her go? You'll be happy if you do. And maybe you'll meet someone more suitable for you in the future," I said lightly.

Drover was not happy when he heard this, and his expression changed immediately. "No, I can't forget. I can't forget Heather's death. I'll definitely remember it!"

His hands were clenched into fists like they were about to be crushed, and I was stunned.

I did not dare ask anything further. I was afraid that Drover would lose control.

He suddenly looked at me. "Do you know how Heather died?"

I shook my head. "It was stated on the web that she committed suicide after jumping off a building due to depression. But Marius told me she had gotten much better with your company and wouldn't have done such a thing. You're the only one who knows the reason behind it."

"It's best if you don't know. Don't investigate this matter further." After he said that, he stood up and went upstairs.

Turning to face his back, I was

puzzled. "Why are you still afraid to face the truth? Heather died three years ago. If there's another reason for her death, you should investigate it thoroughly instead of just running away from reality."

Drover's body shook slightly as if my words had stabbed him.

Marius jumped out of nowhere at this moment. He trotted all the way to my side and pulled me. "Sis Wan, don't talk anymore. I'm worried you'll get yourself burned."

"What's there that I can't talk about? It's because no one will mention Heather anymore, that's why he's been running away from himself for so long if he doesn't feel reconciled, why doesn't he investigate it? All he knows to do is to be angry with himself," I said assiduously. Next to me, Marius covered his face, feeling resigned for me.

Drover turned around and glared at me with red eyes that were filled with reluctance. "How do you know I'm not running my own investigation?"

After saying those words, he went upstairs without looking back. He seemed particularly angry.

"I say, Sis Wan, you're really kinda blind." Marius sighed.

I felt a lot better after saying everything that was in my heart. "I know he'll be unhappy. But I think I'd also be unhappy if I didn't say anything."

He held his chin and shook his head.

"No, you're wrong. Drover has never given up a day of investigation. Although have no idea what he has been investigating in the past three years, he has been tracking down leads and putting a strategy together. You've misunderstood him."

It turned out he had been investigating in secret all this time. Was Heather's death really related to Theo?

I pressed my lips together and did not say anything for a long time. I just looked at Marius.

"You should stop interfering in this matter. Let Drover handle it himself. You have nothing to do with Theo now, so it wouldn't be good for you to investigate anymore," Marius persuaded me. "I understand," I responded.