“I’m not sure yet. We’ll know after the trial.”
Marianne replied in a cautious voice. The man who had been staring at her for a moment shrugged his shoulders lightly and resumed speaking.
“I heard the sound of two people fighting on the day the incident happened.”
“Really?”
At that moment, Christoph’s gaze was once again directed at the man. The man was extending a hand toward Marianne.
“I am Sevan Klein.”
“Pleased to meet you, Mari….”
Marianne, who was about to shake hands, turned her eyes with a bewildered expression.
“Pleased to meet you, Mr. Klein.”
It was because Christoph had intervened and grabbed Klein’s hand between the two. Christoph’s expression as he looked back at her was brazen.
He wondered if Klein would ask Marianne to shake hands again, and quickly changed the subject.
“You said you heard the sound of fighting?”
Klein seemed to have noticed that Christoph was no ordinary man just by his appearance. Anyone with eyes would notice it.
A demeanor used to commands and directions.
Born to rule over others.
Hmm, the man who shrugged his shoulders soon nodded. As he rubbed his calloused hand on his pants and looked at Christoph, his speech and behavior became more polite.
“That day, the day the officers arrested Paul, that is. That morning, I heard Paul and Nina fighting clearly. It was a very vicious atmosphere. Even from a distance, I heard Paul’s shout, ‘I’ll kill you!'”
Marianne’s expression took on a more somber tone at those words. Klein’s words were nothing short of proving Paul’s guilt.
Christoph asked with an emotionless expression.
“Where did the sound come from?”
“Over there, from behind Mr. Keller’s house. I was working in the yard, so I heard it clearly.”
Klein pointed at Paul’s house behind him. Christoph and Marianne’s eyes followed his fingertip.
“And then, soon after, Paul ran out with a frightened face. I didn’t hear the sound of fighting anymore. So I just ignored it and did what I was doing, but who would have thought such a terrible incident would happen. I should have gone to see what happened then. If I had, Nina might still be alive.”
The last words were almost like a murmur to himself.
“It’s not your fault, Mr. Klein.”
At Marianne’s words, Klein, who had been rubbing his forehead, looked up. She smiled kindly at him.
“Thank you for your helpful words.”
Klein stared at her intently, almost rudely.
The meaning was clear. He was curious if she was also a police officer. In the moment when Christoph’s brows were furrowed,
“Let’s go, Christoph.”
Marianne gently tugged at his clothes. Christoph’s gaze dropped down.
Marianne didn’t want to cause unnecessary confusion. This was her problem to bear since she had decided to become a police officer.
Christoph coldly acknowledged him and then began to walk slowly. Marianne, walking beside him, stopped after a few steps.
Something had just caught her eye. She didn’t miss the oddity and slowly turned her head. Christoph followed her gaze.
Marianne, looking at Klein’s back of the hand, asked nonchalantly. Her blue eyes moved to Klein’s face.
“You have… a scar on the back of your hand.”
“Oh, this?”
Klein shrugged lightly as if it was nothing and hid his hand behind his back.
“A cat scratched it. I brought it home covered in mud a few days ago, and when I tried to bathe it, it left me like this. But I couldn’t get mad at it because it rubbed its body on my foot.”
“That’s the charm of cats.”
Marianne nodded as if she understood. Her eyes curved.
“Then have a nice day.”
Marianne, who had greeted kindly, headed towards Paul’s house. Christoph and she walked side by side, each lost in thought.
“Christoph?”
Upon arriving at Paul’s house, Christoph headed straight to the backyard instead of knocking on the front door. Marianne followed him with a surprised face and a short sigh.
He won’t answer even if I ask. He was a tightlipped man and did not act impulsively until he was confident in his thoughts.
Those working with him sometimes felt frustrated. Her respect for Oliver, who had worked with Christoph for a long time, surged anew. If she had an umbrella in her hand now, she would want to whack Christoph on the back of his head.
“Going to the backyard?”
“I want to see the site before meeting Paul’s mother. She might lie.”
Christoph never thought the client was always honest. He didn’t trust their words unconditionally.
Even to Christoph, a lawyer, they lied time to time. Sifting through the truth from them was his job. Only then could he prepare for an unexpected attack.
He stopped.
Christoph suddenly stopped. Marianne craned her neck over his shoulder.
It was a narrow yard. A land where three mulberry trees were all there was. There was nothing strange. Marianne couldn’t understand why he stopped.
What he saw that she didn’t?
Suddenly, she felt impatient. She wanted to know what it was. She wanted to see the same thing as Christoph. She wanted to know what he was thinking.
Marianne couldn’t bear it any longer and stepped into the backyard. Hastily.
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My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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