Lawyer Husband's Forced Tragedy for His Childhood Sweetheart

I called Kay.

I told her that as long as she withdrew the lawsuit, I'd divorce Jeff.

She could be his wife.

"Ella, what are you talking about?" Kay said righteously, "Ava is the victim. I won't accept any exchange conditions.

"You got me and Jeff wrong. He is my lawyer.

"Ella, I know you don't have confidence in your marriage, but can you look at yourself for reasons? Stop thinking the worst of me again and again. I've got limited patience, you know. I'm not some pushover.

"I'm just asking Jeff to help me with the lawsuit. Please, Ella, I..."

"Why are you pleading with her?" I heard Jeff's voice.

"Ella, don't make things difficult for Kay.

"Stop making things up. I know he's not your brother. And don't use this as an excuse to obstruct justice. And don't harass my client time and time again.

"Ella, this is my final warning. If you cause trouble again, I will show no mercy. I will get back at you with the law."

"Jeff, this is the first and last time I warn you. Keep your hands off Spike, or I will never forgive you!"

Jeff seemed stunned, and I hung up the phone first.

I suddenly felt dizzy.

Overwhelming despair engulfed me, and I couldn't suppress the panic no matter what.

I knew what Jeff was capable of.

He could break down a criminal's psychological defense with his words.

He could use various inducements to make one fall into his trap.

But Spike was just an innocent teenager.

His foster parents were an honest and kind rural couple. All he wanted in life was to study well and earn money to pay for his mother's medical treatment.

I knew why he was falsely accused.

He took away Ava's opportunity to study abroad.

And Kay wanted to become Mrs. Burke.

Both Kay and Ava would be beneficiaries.

Yet Jeff was suddenly no longer that professional lawyer. He chose to take Kay's side because she was the one he loved.