After returning to the car, Suzy vented all her anger on the documents, fiercely throwing them into the backseat.
She was still unsatisfied.
She pounded the steering wheel with angry hands.
Samantha.
It was Samantha again!
What charm did Samantha possess that made Justin want to marry her, and even made Ethan, despite being engaged, unable to forget her and constantly seek her out?
Why hadn't she been arrested yet?
With these thoughts in mind, she immediately opened her phone, intending to search for any news about the murder case.
However, the result showed nothing, everything was calm and there was no news at all.
What was going on?
Could it be that Rex's body hadn't been discovered yet?
With the current hot weather, it shouldn't take long for the body to be found.
When that happened, it would trace back to Samantha.
With these thoughts in mind, her restless mood inexplicably eased, and she drove away.
...
After Samantha returned home with Charlotte, she began to busy herself.
Sometimes she went to the kitchen to cook. Sometimes she went to mop the floor. Sometimes she tidied up clothes, folding and stacking them.
In short, she deliberately kept herself busy to distract her mind.
If she didn't do this, thoughts of Alexander and Noah would constantly flood her mind.
Thinking of her not answering their calls, their disappointed and resentful eyes, made her heart ache so much she couldn't breathe.
Only busyness could temporarily make her forget everything.
Charlotte sat on the sofa, supporting her head with her hands, watching Samantha wiping the coffee table with a cloth despite sweating profusely, and couldn't help but say, "Mommy, are we not going to see Alexander and Noah anymore? Their mommy is so mean! I don't like their mommy."
At the words, Samantha's movements paused.
Her nose tingled.
Her eyes welled up.
Tears instantly blurred her vision.
Drop by drop, they flowed down her cheeks.
To prevent Charlotte from worrying, she closed her eyes, forced back her tears, sniffed hard, and without lifting her head, replied, "No, we will. We have a long life ahead of us. We will meet again someday."
She just didn't know if when they met again, Alexander and Noah would still recognize her as their mother without any blood relation.
Charlotte was simple-minded. Seeing her speak like this, she didn't doubt it, nodding as if she understood.
"Oh! Then when we see them in the future, we have to hide from their mommy. I'm afraid of her..."
Samantha nodded vigorously, giving an evasive answer, "Yes, we'll hide from her..."
Upon receiving a response, Charlotte stopped questioning further and shifted her attention to the cartoons.
Samantha continued to clean the house.
After some activity and sweating, Samantha felt much better both physically and mentally.
She prepared to run a bath for Charlotte, who was worried about Elliot, so she called him.
The result was the same as yesterday.
Elliot's father had still not returned.
Helpless, Samantha drove to the kindergarten again and picked up Elliot.
...
The next day.
Inside the guesthouse.
A foul smell emanated from Rex's room in waves.
The owner was drawn by the odor and knocked repeatedly on the door, but there was no response from inside.
Helpless, he had to fetch a spare key.
The result?
As soon as the door opened, he was so disgusted by the sight that he vomited on the spot.
The entire room was covered in blood, with Rex lying naked in a pool of blood, his body crawling with maggots.
The foul stench came from Rex's body.
After vomiting for a while, the owner immediately called the police.
In no time, the police arrived.
The initial judgment: homicide.
Because this was an unlicensed black guesthouse without surveillance cameras, and there were no valid documents around the body, it was temporarily untraceable.
The body was taken back to the morgue for autopsy.
Forensic experts collected evidence at the scene.
The hair on the bed.
All the buttons deliberately placed by Suzy on the floor were taken by the forensic experts.
The death at the guesthouse instantly attracted a large number of journalists.
In just half an hour, the incident was posted online and quickly escalated.
Samantha had no idea that misfortune was about to strike. She had made plans with Justin to go to the hospital to handle her grandfather's discharge procedures.
Nick was wearing a white coat and rimless glasses, giving off a somewhat cultured but eccentric vibe.
"I conducted a full-body checkup for the old man this morning, and all indicators are normal! After discharge, don't stop taking the medication, and come to the hospital for a review in a week. If you feel uncomfortable, come to the hospital anytime."
Although he still didn't like Samantha, his attitude towards her had improved a lot.
Samantha listened attentively.
After finishing the conversation with Nick, he left first.
Justin held the discharge certificate and said, "Sammie, you stay here to pack Grandpa's things, I'll go handle the discharge procedures."
Grandpa Miller watched Justin leave, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
"I didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, you would end up with Justin! That boy, I watched him grow up, I'm relieved that you married him. Even if I die one day, I can rest assured."
Samantha packed things while sighing, "Grandpa, is that all you wish for? Don't you want to see me and him loving each other, with a house full of grandchildren?"
Grandpa Miller was amused by her words, "I do want to, but I'm afraid I won't live that long."
Samantha declared confidently, "With me personally taking care of you, you'll surely live a long life."
Grandpa Miller was surprised, "You taking care of me? Are you planning to return to the Miller family with me?"
Samantha shook her head, "No, I'll bring you to my home! Although I'm not extremely wealthy like the Miller family, I can still support you and Charlotte without any problem."
Grandpa Miller was about to refuse, but Samantha interrupted him, "Don't refuse, this is just a little something from your granddaughter! If you refuse, it'll make me feel guilty."
With that said, Grandpa Miller couldn't easily refuse anymore and reluctantly agreed.
...
Meanwhile.
In the same hospital.
Justin's parents accompanied Karen to the hospital for a DNA paternity test.
Not seeing Justin, Karen couldn't hide her disappointment.
Justin's mother patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Justin said he's busy with work today and can't come! But he has instructed us to take good care of you!"
Karen nodded heavily with a heavy heart.
These past few days, Justin had been unpredictable.
Every night, he would come to her room and sweet-talk her while coaxing her to drink milk, making her heart flutter.
But come morning, he would be like a different person.
Cold as ice.
It made her extremely uncomfortable and miserable.
Mrs. Fletcher said, "You're still pregnant now, don't overthink things!"
Karen forced a smile and rolled up her sleeve, preparing for the blood draw by the doctor.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen.
She clutched her abdomen, thinking it would pass like it did a few days ago.
But to her surprise, instead of subsiding, the pain intensified, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.
Justin’s parents noticed her discomfort and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"
Veins bulged on Karen's forehead as she struggled to speak, "My, my stomach hurts..."
"Ah..." Justin's parents were startled, "Stomachache? You were fine just now, how could you suddenly have a stomachache?"
As soon as they spoke, large patches of blood gushed out from between her thighs.
The strong smell of blood permeated the air.
Justin's parents immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and called for a doctor, rushing her to the emergency room.
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