If it weren't for the fact that they grew up together, Jefferson wouldn't have given Eunice the chance to get close to Adrienne!
These words pricked Eunice's heart but she did not give up. "I told Adrienne that if she likes you, I will leave immediately and never appear in front of you guys again. She told me that she doesn't like you. She told me that I could pursue you without worry."
Eunice took a deep breath and added, "Jefferson, I don't think I've done anything to hurt you all. I'm just like you, loving someone in my own way."
"Love? Do you know what love is?" Jefferson mocked coldly, "Don't talk about your desires so highly."
Eunice argued, "I don't know love? Then, do you know love?"
Jefferson was at a loss for words.
Indeed, he did not know what love was.
He only knew that he wanted to bind Adrienne to his side and not let her leave his protection for the rest of her life.
Was he really like Eunice?
Were they using their stubborn ways to love someone who didn't love them?
Once again, uneasiness rose in Jefferson. Was Adrienne's feelings for him the same as the disgusted feeling he had for Eunice?
Eunice said again, "Jefferson, we are the same. We are pitiful. Adrienne doesn't have romantic feelings for anyone. Thus, she could trample on our dignity. Therefore, she is not the same with us."
It would be a lie if Jefferson said he didn't waver. Nevertheless, he was determined and had his mind set on his decision for a lifetime. No matter what the reason was, he had never thought of changing it. "Eunice, don't talk to me about this nonsense. You just have to keep one thing in mind. If you dare to take advantage of Adrienne again, I will make you suffer."
After saying that, Jefferson turned around and left without hesitation.
Looking at Jefferson's leaving figure, Eunice clenched her fists tightly.
Jefferson had left. It was late at night and he was not back yet. Adrienne lay on the bed after he left. She wanted to go to bed early, but she couldn't fall asleep.
Eunice's image came to her mind. Eunice was a beautiful woman with a graceful temperament. Eunice had taken good care of Adrienne; she and Freya were Adrienne's best friends.
However, the relationship between them had gone through some subtle changes over time. Freya was unwilling to be alone with Eunice, and Eunice seemed to imply something else during the conversation with Adrienne.
As for why, Adrienne did guess it, and it should be because of Jefferson.
Eunice liked Jefferson, and Jefferson pestered Adrienne every day, making Eunice mistakenly thought that the girl Jefferson fancied was Adrienne.
In fact, it was not the case. The girl who stole Jefferson's heart was named Karen. Adrienne had seen a picture of her in Jefferson's study room. She had even seen Karen splash water on Jefferson.
Adrienne had thought about explaining these to Eunice, but it felt wrong. After all, love was a matter between two people and she had nothing to do with it.
"Alas..." Adrienne shook her head and sighed. Relationships were difficult, even harder than performing an autopsy. She would rather stay in the autopsy room and study corpses than spend time and energy on these messy relationship problems.
Adrienne got up and turned to the documents she had on a case. Who was so ruthless to her parents two years ago?
She flipped through the materials. There was no other clue except for the documents to prove the identity of her parents...
Adrienne knew that it was difficult to find the murderer. After all, two years ago, no one found any clue about the murderer, not to mention at present. Every time she saw the pieces of blank documents, she would be worried.
What should she do if she couldn't find the murderer?
If the clues she received that day were true, then the deceased in the western suburbs truly was a witness. Was it possible to prove that the murderer who had killed her parents knew of her whereabouts?
Apart from Jefferson, the other people who knew her whereabouts were her colleagues.
When her parents were murdered, Jefferson was abroad. Not to mention that Adrienne's parents treated Jefferson like their own. Therefore, Jefferson couldn't be involved in this case.
The only colleague left was Zelson, who was an old acquaintance of Adrienne's parents. Her mother was Zelson's teacher. Hodge mentioned that their relationship had always been good, and Zelson would not be ingratitude. Therefore, Zelson would not have anything to do with her parents' murder case too.
As for the other colleagues, they didn't know Adrienne's parents at all and they didn't have the motive to commit the crime.
After she had excluded all those who knew her whereabouts, she knew that this method wouldn't work; she had to find the murderer using another way.
If the victim of Liley Park the day before was the murderer of the western suburb case, could it be proved that someone had ordered him to kill and he was killed after that?
Unfortunately, she could no longer participate in this case. Quill would not tell her the details of the case. Thus, everything returned to the starting point. She had to start all over.
After thinking for a while, Adrienne could not think of a suspect. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She picked up the phone again and intended to call Quill, hoping to get some clues from him.
However, before she could make a call, someone called her. It was Zelson.
Adrienne hurriedly answered the phone, "Mr. Zelson, it's late now. Is there something urgent?"
Zelson, who was at the other end of the phone, paused for a while before saying, "Adrienne, the case in the western suburbs has been solved. You can resume work tomorrow."
"The case has been solved?" Adrienne did not quite believe her ears. "In such a short time? Who was the murderer?"
Zelson replied in a low voice, "The murderer is the victim of Liley Park."
Adrienne asked, "Then who killed the victim of Liley Park?"
Zelson was silent for a while, and then he uttered, "Suicide."
"Suicide?" Adrienne's voice rose. "Mr. Zelson, Sergeant Scott and I got to the crime scene today. I was the first to carry out an autopsy. The traces of murder are obvious. Suicide is out of the question."
Zelson answered, "Adrienne, Quill found many pieces of evidence of the murderer's suicide. Other forensic doctors checked the body to make sure that he commited suicide."
Adrienne was so anxious that her voice turned hoarse. "Mr. Zelson..."
"Adrienne, there are some things that don't matter whether it is the truth or not. You have to believe it is the truth when it is what some people want you to believe..." Zelson paused and replied with difficulty, "This is society."
"Mr. Zelson..." Adrienne would not have been surprised if anyone else had said this. But, these words came from Zelson's mouth, making it impossible for her to believe them. "Mr. Zelson, do you still remember what you said to me on the first day I saw you two years ago?"
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