Died in the Rival's House

No one answered, and Ken's expression gradually became irritable.

He quickly swiped his finger on the screen, opened the chat app, and unblocked me.

He texted: [Violet! Is playing hide and seek fun? I don't care where you are, come home right now!]

He got up, said goodbye to Wade, and left directly.

I followed him into the car, sitting in the passenger seat as I used to.

It happened a long time ago when I sat in this seat last time.

To my surprise, he actually received a reply from "me," just one word: [Okay.]

With a gasp of the accelerator, the car shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

Ken pushed the door open with a frown.

Dust flew in, and it was clear to anyone that no one had been back here for a long time.

But Ken didn't care and stormed in furiously.

As soon as he entered, he was stunned.

The living room was in disarray, the dining table was overturned, and glass shards were scattered all over the floor.

I couldn't help but feel heartbroken; it was still the same as the day I was taken away.

Ken squatted down and gently moved the debris on the floor with his hand.

He froze suddenly, his eyes wide open.

Among the clutter was a necklace with a round pendant engraved with two letters: [LM.]

It was Lily's necklace, which I accidentally broke off from her neck during the struggle.

By the time she realized it, the body had already been disposed of, and she herself wasn't sure where it had been lost.

Ken picked up the necklace and clenched it in his palm, with anger gradually climbing up his face.

The next moment, he suddenly stood up and rushed out like mad.

I followed him as he sped all the way to Lily's door.

I was very anxious, wondering if he would realize something was wrong and come to confront Lily on purpose.

Soon, I found out I was overthinking it.

Ken knocked on the door anxiously, and as soon as the door opened, he pulled the woman in front of him into his arms.

The emotions he had been trying to suppress were all vented out at this moment.

How ridiculous. He trampled on my blood and blatantly embraced another woman.

But what he didn't know now was that the woman in front of him was the murderer who had killed me!