Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Beatrice Was Ignorant

The sound of a "bang" hit Beatrice's heart heavily.

It was like a boulder sinking into the bottom of the sea. The feeling of falling and suffocating haunted her tightly.

Beatrice's outstretched hand trembled slightly, her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless when she looked back in embarrassment.

"I... I wanted to catch her, but I couldn't, Christian. I... killed someone!"

She looked so fragile that she could faint in an instant.

Christian ran over to look down, his face was as gloomy as ice, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.

The woman was dead, her body was covered in blood, and there was no possibility of her surviving.

A lot of people stopped immediately below.

Beatrice couldn't help but go to hug him as if all the strength in her body was exhausted. She couldn't help crying.

It couldn't say whether she was scared or what.

Christian pushed her away with a cold expression and turned to tell the bodyguard, "Call the police and have someone protect the scene."

It was really troublesome that she died, but the evidence was solid that she was the murderer who hit someone with a car, so she deserved her death.

After seeing all this, Anastasia's mood was extremely complicated.

She didn't even know who that woman was and didn't understand why that woman would hurt and must kill Grace.

But she always felt that something was wrong. How could they find the motive and secret behind it after the woman died?

The doctor had arrived at Grace's ward for emergency treatment.

She went out and saw that the elevator that was originally out of power suddenly recovered, and there was a moment of nausea in her heart.

So she went to the stairwell instead.

As a result, she went down one floor and saw Christian standing in the stairwell smoking a cigarette.

His clean and slender fingertips were slightly white, and his movements were gentle and indifferent as if covered with a layer of ice, which no one could see through.

The two looked at each other across a few steps.

He withdrew his gaze and pinched out the cigarette. "You see that?"

Even he was shocked at the moment of that woman's death. Such a result was surprising.

Anastasia nodded and walked down the stairs.