Eternal Farewell: Her Love Endures

An officer suddenly realized something and said, "Captain Hewitt, the kindergarten called this morning saying your wife didn't drop off your son.

"Do you think she might have..."

Arthur coldly interrupted him, "She values her life very much, so nothing would have happened to her.

"She's just trying to use our son to threaten me.

"Hmph, I'd rather lose our son than have anything to do with that woman!"

The senior detective next to him sighed, "Arthur, you can't entirely blame Luisa for your parents' accident.

"She is also a victim. She has just been lucky enough to survive."

Arthur clenched his fists, his voice growing more resolute.

"My sister saw Luisa doing that with her own eyes. She deliberately stepped on the gas and crashed the car into the wall!

"She was in the driver's seat, protected by the airbag. She didn't get a scratch.

"But my parents were burned alive in that car!

"If Cathie hadn't been lucky enough to escape, I wouldn't have a single family member left!

"To clear her name, Luisa even falsely accused Cathie of grabbing the steering wheel and causing the accident. How despicable she is!"

Arthur's words were fierce. He obviously had a deep hatred for me.

The officers didn't dare to persuade him further. They began packing up, preparing to return to the station.

Listening to his words, I felt as if my heart was being torn apart.

I thought, "Arthur, the one who caused your parents' deaths was your foster sister, Cathie.

I never lied to you..."

By the time Arthur and his team returned to the station, it was already four in the afternoon.

Twenty hours had passed since my death.

In the forensic lab, the team quickly pieced together and examined my body.

I desperately hoped they would open my belly and retrieve the key and evidence from my stomach.

But instead, they focused first on facial reconstruction, DNA testing, and database analysis.

The officers gathered in the conference room with the forensic report, discussing the case.

Even by the end of the workday, they hadn't reached any conclusions.

The old chief took a sip of coffee and, exhausted, said, "Let's work a bit late today, try to identify the victim as soon as possible."

A young officer complained, "The body's been discovered for so long without a missing person's report. What's her family doing?"

Arthur stared at the photos of my body, yet he still didn't realize it was me.

At that moment, I felt a wave of despair.

I suddenly realized that, as my only remaining family in this world, Arthur no longer had a place for me in his heart.