“Alright, that’s enough. Stop crying. Can’t you see I’m alive and well?” Dustin patted Dahlia’s back, consoling her.
This was the first time they were wrapped in such a tight embrace. Dustin could not only smell the natural body scent she emanated, but he could also feel her voluptuous breasts pressing against his chest. It distracted him momentarily.
“Hmph! But you almost died earlier!” Dahlia pounded on his chest again.
“I had no choice. You were the one who told me to jump.” Dustin put on an innocent expression.
“You jumped just because I told you so? Why don’t you eat shit too if I ask you?” Dahlia’s tone was
upset.
“Heh… that’s too much,” Dustin replied awkwardly.
“Eating shit is too much, but jumping down a building is not? What exactly were you thinking?” Dahlia jabbed a finger against Dustin’s forehead.
“I was too impulsive earlier. I promise there won’t be another time,” Dustin admitted to his faults.
He had witnessed the entire scene earlier, where Dahlia cried inconsolably upon realizing he had, jumped off the building. She was even willing to follow him into the afterlife. He wasn’t only surprised, he was also delighted. This was the first time he understood how important he meant
to her.
“Hmph! It’s your life! I don’t care, so do whatever you want!” Dahlia wiped her tears away before her expression hardened. “One more thing. Although I believe that you have nothing to do with my brother’s death for now, that doesn’t mean this situation is over. I’m going to find the murderer
and avenge James!”
“Leave it to me. I’ll find the murderer. I’ve sent someone to investigate. I believe there will be news soon.” Dustin was serious. He wouldn’t let the person who dared frame him off that easily. Whoever it was, he was going to make sure they paid the price.
“Hey! What are you two doing?” Suddenly, they heard someone cry out by the door. It was Florence, Victoria, and Julie, walking in angrily.
“You son of a bitch! How dare you show up here when you killed my son!” Florence erupted in anger when she saw Dustin; her expression was menacing.
“I told you. I have nothing to do with James’ death.” Dustin shook his head.
The evidence is as clear as day, and yet you’re still denying it?” Florence’s tone was dripping with resentment as she said, “No matter what you say, I’m going to send you to prison!” She was about to make a move when Dahlia suddenly stood in front of her.
“Hold on! Mom, this is a misunderstanding. Dustin is not the murderer!”
“What?” Florence was stunned. She looked at Dahlia in disbelief. “Dahlia, have you gone crazy? How can you defend this bastard?”
“Mom, I feel sad about James’ death too, but we can’t let hatred cloud our judgment.” Dahlia
picked up the report from the table and showed it to them. “This is James’ autopsy report. It shows that he died from poisoning. Dustin didn’t kill him. It’s all a big misunderstanding!”
“Nonsense! I won’t believe any autopsy report. I will only believe what I saw with my own eyes, and I saw Dustin kill him!” Florence gritted her teeth.
“That’s right! It’s just a piece of paper. Dustin might have fabricated the results to clear his name!”
Julie chimed in.
“Dahlia, you need to stay resolute. Don’t be deceived by his sweet words!” Victoria warned her.
“It’s real, take a closer look. There’s an official stamp and a doctor’s signature. We can get it verified anytime.” Dahlia tried to persuade the three of them.
“Verified, my ass!” Florence snatched the autopsy report and ripped it to shreds. “I don’t care where he got this damned thing; I won’t believe it! I’m going to bring him to justice today!”
“Mom, if you don’t believe him, you should at least believe in me, right? I can assure you that he isn’t the murderer!” Dahlia was serious.
Dustin’s actions earlier had already proven his innocence. Moreover, if he were truly the killer, why would he go to such great lengths to obtain evidence? He could have simply escaped without a trace.
