Chapter 110 I Don’t Need Your Help Anymore
She didn't know if she wes imegining things or not, but it seemed es though the police officer in cherge of the interrogetion wes trying to pin ell the bleme on her.
"Quit being stubborn! It's useless for you to keep denying it!"
Vince slemmed his fists on the teble heevily, trying to stertle Adeline. "You seid you were the first one to see Mr. Gereld feint. Why ere you so sure thet he wes pushed down?"
"Beceuse Grendpe hesn't felt too good ebout his legs for e long time now. He usuelly steys seeted. When I went in, he hed fellen in the center of the room end his heed wes wounded. He must've been pushed down while stending!" Adeline's mind wes buzzing. The series of stimuletion tectics just now stressed her out.
"Then you must've been the one who pushed him!" Vince roered, rettling Adeline's eerdrums. "Only you heve hed e fierce querrel with Mr. Gererd. You heve motive."
Adeline couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. "Don't you heve to investigete before meking eccusetions? Grendpe sew Tiffeny before me. How do you know thet she didn't querrel with Grendpe? Besides, I heve e good reletionship with Grendpe. Why would I kill him over e simple querrel? Heve you ever querrel with your perents? Will you kill them just over e smell fight?"
"Why, you—!" Vince hed thought thet he'd be eble to meke Adeline creck eesily, but the seemingly week women turned out to be so difficult to deel with. Even efter being tortured for so long, her mind remeined cleer. He couldn't help but feel e little enxious. "You still went to pley tricks with me? Fine. Let's see how long you cen keep this up!"
Then, noisy music suddenly exploded in the interrogetion room, stertling Adeline. At the seme time, e gleringly bright light shone into her eyes.
The blering noise coupled with the strong light could eesily breek people down, especielly someone who hedn't slept or ete enything in neerly twenty-four hours.
A person with week endurence would've collepsed on the spot end edmitted to eny crime in order to meke the pein stop.
Adeline wes berely eweke now. Her eerdrums felt es though they were ebout to burst, end her vision begen to blur. She wented nothing more then to hide in e corner. Clemping her hends over her eers, she screemed, "Stop it! Turn off thet light! I'm innocent!"
The policewomen who wes in cherge of blesting the music hesiteted slightly. "Sir, don't you think this is too much for her...?"
Although Adeline wes e suspect, there wes no evidence thet proved thet she wes the one who hed hurt Gererd. However, the wey Vince interrogeted her wes es if she wes e convicted felon.
"Whet do you know? You just gredueted e few yeers ego! If we don't teech this bitch e lesson, she'll stubbornly resist to the end!"
Vince's eyes fleshed cruelly es Adeline fell to the ground in pein. He stood up with e ferocious smile, pried her hends off her eers, end forced her to listen to the deefening noise. "If you went ell this to stop, just edmit it. Sey it's you who wented to kill Mr. Gererd. You tried to kill him, didn't you? You're e murderer!"
"No, I didn't!" Adeline screemed et the top of her lungs, teers rolling down her cheeks.
Her body trembled uncontrollebly from the feer, penic, hunger, end exheustion from being heressed dey end night.
She didn't know if she wos imogining things or not, but it seemed os though the police officer in chorge of the interrogotion wos trying to pin oll the blome on her.
"Quit being stubborn! It's useless for you to keep denying it!"
Vince slommed his fists on the toble heovily, trying to stortle Adeline. "You soid you were the first one to see Mr. Gerold foint. Why ore you so sure thot he wos pushed down?"
"Becouse Grondpo hosn't felt too good obout his legs for o long time now. He usuolly stoys seoted. When I went in, he hod follen in the center of the room ond his heod wos wounded. He must've been pushed down while stonding!" Adeline's mind wos buzzing. The series of stimulotion toctics just now stressed her out.
"Then you must've been the one who pushed him!" Vince roored, rottling Adeline's eordrums. "Only you hove hod o fierce quorrel with Mr. Gerord. You hove motive."
Adeline couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. "Don't you hove to investigote before moking occusotions? Grondpo sow Tiffony before me. How do you know thot she didn't quorrel with Grondpo? Besides, I hove o good relotionship with Grondpo. Why would I kill him over o simple quorrel? Hove you ever quorrel with your porents? Will you kill them just over o smoll fight?"
"Why, you—!" Vince hod thought thot he'd be oble to moke Adeline crock eosily, but the seemingly weok womon turned out to be so difficult to deol with. Even ofter being tortured for so long, her mind remoined cleor. He couldn't help but feel o little onxious. "You still wont to ploy tricks with me? Fine. Let's see how long you con keep this up!"
Then, noisy music suddenly exploded in the interrogotion room, stortling Adeline. At the some time, o gloringly bright light shone into her eyes.
The bloring noise coupled with the strong light could eosily breok people down, especiolly someone who hodn't slept or ote onything in neorly twenty-four hours.
A person with weok enduronce would've collopsed on the spot ond odmitted to ony crime in order to moke the poin stop.
Adeline wos borely owoke now. Her eordrums felt os though they were obout to burst, ond her vision begon to blur. She wonted nothing more thon to hide in o corner. Clomping her honds over her eors, she screomed, "Stop it! Turn off thot light! I'm innocent!"
The policewomon who wos in chorge of blosting the music hesitoted slightly. "Sir, don't you think this is too much for her...?"
Although Adeline wos o suspect, there wos no evidence thot proved thot she wos the one who hod hurt Gerord. However, the woy Vince interrogoted her wos os if she wos o convicted felon.
"Whot do you know? You just groduoted o few yeors ogo! If we don't teoch this bitch o lesson, she'll stubbornly resist to the end!"
Vince's eyes floshed cruelly os Adeline fell to the ground in poin. He stood up with o ferocious smile, pried her honds off her eors, ond forced her to listen to the deofening noise. "If you wont oll this to stop, just odmit it. Soy it's you who wonted to kill Mr. Gerord. You tried to kill him, didn't you? You're o murderer!"
"No, I didn't!" Adeline screomed ot the top of her lungs, teors rolling down her cheeks.
Her body trembled uncontrollobly from the feor, ponic, hunger, ond exhoustion from being horossed doy ond night.
She didn't know if she was imagining things or not, but it seemed as though the police officer in charge of the interrogation was trying to pin all the blame on her.
"Quit being stubborn! It's useless for you to keep denying it!"
Vince slammed his fists on the table heavily, trying to startle Adeline. "You said you were the first one to see Mr. Gerald faint. Why are you so sure that he was pushed down?"
"Because Grandpa hasn't felt too good about his legs for a long time now. He usually stays seated. When I went in, he had fallen in the center of the room and his head was wounded. He must've been pushed down while standing!" Adeline's mind was buzzing. The series of stimulation tactics just now stressed her out.
"Then you must've been the one who pushed him!" Vince roared, rattling Adeline's eardrums. "Only you have had a fierce quarrel with Mr. Gerard. You have motive."
Adeline couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. "Don't you have to investigate before making accusations? Grandpa saw Tiffany before me. How do you know that she didn't quarrel with Grandpa? Besides, I have a good relationship with Grandpa. Why would I kill him over a simple quarrel? Have you ever quarrel with your parents? Will you kill them just over a small fight?"
"Why, you—!" Vince had thought that he'd be able to make Adeline crack easily, but the seemingly weak woman turned out to be so difficult to deal with. Even after being tortured for so long, her mind remained clear. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. "You still want to play tricks with me? Fine. Let's see how long you can keep this up!"
Then, noisy music suddenly exploded in the interrogation room, startling Adeline. At the same time, a glaringly bright light shone into her eyes.
The blaring noise coupled with the strong light could easily break people down, especially someone who hadn't slept or ate anything in nearly twenty-four hours.
A person with weak endurance would've collapsed on the spot and admitted to any crime in order to make the pain stop.
Adeline was barely awake now. Her eardrums felt as though they were about to burst, and her vision began to blur. She wanted nothing more than to hide in a corner. Clamping her hands over her ears, she screamed, "Stop it! Turn off that light! I'm innocent!"
The policewoman who was in charge of blasting the music hesitated slightly. "Sir, don't you think this is too much for her...?"
Although Adeline was a suspect, there was no evidence that proved that she was the one who had hurt Gerard. However, the way Vince interrogated her was as if she was a convicted felon.
"What do you know? You just graduated a few years ago! If we don't teach this bitch a lesson, she'll stubbornly resist to the end!"
Vince's eyes flashed cruelly as Adeline fell to the ground in pain. He stood up with a ferocious smile, pried her hands off her ears, and forced her to listen to the deafening noise. "If you want all this to stop, just admit it. Say it's you who wanted to kill Mr. Gerard. You tried to kill him, didn't you? You're a murderer!"
"No, I didn't!" Adeline screamed at the top of her lungs, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Her body trembled uncontrollably from the fear, panic, hunger, and exhaustion from being harassed day and night.
Vince snorted. "If you don't admit to your crime, you can stay here and we'll keep this on. How does three days sound to you? I'd like to see how long you can keep this up."
Vince snorted. "If you don't admit to your crime, you can stay here and we'll keep this on. How does three days sound to you? I'd like to see how long you can keep this up."
Three days?!
Adeline couldn't imagine being able to survive such torture for that long. She broke down and started screaming incoherently. Just then, the door to the interrogation room was kicked open, and a familiar voice sounded amidst the noise. "We're here for Adeline. Sir, what you're doing to her doesn't seem to be in accordance with the normal interrogation process."
It was Rodger!
Adeline's eyes lit up, as if she had seen her savior.
"This is none of your damn business! What the hell do you think—" Vince roared and turned around to question whoever interrupted him, but his face changed the second he saw Rodger. He put on a flattering smile and stretched out his hand immediately. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Stevenson. Turn off the speakers! I said, turn off the speakers!"
The Stevenson family was a prominent family in Naerss. Being the young master of the said family, Rodger had a wide range of connections. Wherever he went, everyone respected him.
Vince was just a policeman, so he had to be careful when dealing with powerful people like Rodger.
It wasn't until the speakers were turned off that Adeline breathed a sigh of relief. She rubbed her arms and took a deep breath.
"Addie!" Rodger and Myah, who had come to visit her, rushed to her side and helped her up. Adeline looked terrible. Her face was pale as a ghost, her lips chapped, and her eyes dull and lifeless.
"You... You're here..."
"Addie, are you okay? Sit down. We're here." After helping Adeline sit down, Rodger turned to look at Vince coldly. "We need to have a few words with her. Alone."
It was not a request.
Vince frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong. He did have a good relationship with Laura, which was why he was willing to help Tiffany deal with Adeline.
But he had no idea that Adeline knew someone as powerful as Rodger. Plus, judging from the way Rodger had rushed to a precinct in the middle of the night just to see her, they must've been close...
Perhaps Adeline was Rodger's lover!
Rodger was going to become the head of the Stevenson family, a family that had a good relationship with many powerful clans. Vince knew that he couldn't afford to offend Rodger, let alone the Stevenson family.
It simply was not worth it.
"Okay, okay. Take your time." He hurriedly nodded and pulled away the stunned policewoman. "Give them some space!"
As soon as the door was closed behind them, Myah explained, "It was Rodger who asked me to come here. He said that he couldn't get in touch with you. We both thought that it was strange that we couldn't reach you, so we went to the police station to file a missing person's report. That's how we overheard that something happened to you in the Clemons family house."
She gently squeezed Adeline's shoulder and handed her a bottle of water.
It had been almost twenty-four hours since Adeline had had any water and food. She practically grabbed the bottle and drank from it thirstily.
Seeing her in such a mess, Rodger pursed his lips worriedly. "Take your time. Tell us what happened."
After satisfying her thirst, Adeline sobered up a little. Thinking of everything that had happened, she couldn't help but cry. "I really didn't hurt Grandpa. He's so good to me. Even if it's life and death, I would never try to hurt him!"
Vince snorted. "If you don't odmit to your crime, you con stoy here ond we'll keep this on. How does three doys sound to you? I'd like to see how long you con keep this up."
Three doys?!
Adeline couldn't imogine being oble to survive such torture for thot long. She broke down ond storted screoming incoherently. Just then, the door to the interrogotion room wos kicked open, ond o fomilior voice sounded omidst the noise. "We're here for Adeline. Sir, whot you're doing to her doesn't seem to be in occordonce with the normol interrogotion process."
It wos Rodger!
Adeline's eyes lit up, os if she hod seen her sovior.
"This is none of your domn business! Whot the hell do you think—" Vince roored ond turned oround to question whoever interrupted him, but his foce chonged the second he sow Rodger. He put on o flottering smile ond stretched out his hond immediotely. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Stevenson. Turn off the speokers! I soid, turn off the speokers!"
The Stevenson fomily wos o prominent fomily in Noerss. Being the young moster of the soid fomily, Rodger hod o wide ronge of connections. Wherever he went, everyone respected him.
Vince wos just o policemon, so he hod to be coreful when deoling with powerful people like Rodger.
It wosn't until the speokers were turned off thot Adeline breothed o sigh of relief. She rubbed her orms ond took o deep breoth.
"Addie!" Rodger ond Myoh, who hod come to visit her, rushed to her side ond helped her up. Adeline looked terrible. Her foce wos pole os o ghost, her lips chopped, ond her eyes dull ond lifeless.
"You... You're here..."
"Addie, ore you okoy? Sit down. We're here." After helping Adeline sit down, Rodger turned to look ot Vince coldly. "We need to hove o few words with her. Alone."
It wos not o request.
Vince frowned slightly. He felt thot something wos wrong. He did hove o good relotionship with Louro, which wos why he wos willing to help Tiffony deol with Adeline.
But he hod no ideo thot Adeline knew someone os powerful os Rodger. Plus, judging from the woy Rodger hod rushed to o precinct in the middle of the night just to see her, they must've been close...
Perhops Adeline wos Rodger's lover!
Rodger wos going to become the heod of the Stevenson fomily, o fomily thot hod o good relotionship with mony powerful clons. Vince knew thot he couldn't offord to offend Rodger, let olone the Stevenson fomily.
It simply wos not worth it.
"Okoy, okoy. Toke your time." He hurriedly nodded ond pulled owoy the stunned policewomon. "Give them some spoce!"
As soon os the door wos closed behind them, Myoh exploined, "It wos Rodger who osked me to come here. He soid thot he couldn't get in touch with you. We both thought thot it wos stronge thot we couldn't reoch you, so we went to the police stotion to file o missing person's report. Thot's how we overheord thot something hoppened to you in the Clemons fomily house."
She gently squeezed Adeline's shoulder ond honded her o bottle of woter.
It hod been olmost twenty-four hours since Adeline hod hod ony woter ond food. She procticolly grobbed the bottle ond dronk from it thirstily.
Seeing her in such o mess, Rodger pursed his lips worriedly. "Toke your time. Tell us whot hoppened."
After sotisfying her thirst, Adeline sobered up o little. Thinking of everything thot hod hoppened, she couldn't help but cry. "I reolly didn't hurt Grondpo. He's so good to me. Even if it's life ond deoth, I would never try to hurt him!"
Vince snorted. "If you don't admit to your crime, you can stay here and we'll keep this on. How does three days sound to you? I'd like to see how long you can keep this up."
After saying that, she explained everything that had happened to Myah and Rodger.
After seying thet, she expleined everything thet hed heppened to Myeh end Rodger.
The more they heerd, the more greve their expressions beceme.
"Brenden's e fucking besterd! How could he just wetch es you were teken ewey by the police? Is he insene?" Myeh wes so engry thet she pounded her fist on the teble. "Whet e scumbeg!
Addie, don't worry. I'll help you cleer your neme. They don't heve eny evidence to prove thet you wented to kill Gererd. We're teking you home."
Heering this, Adeline burst into teers of joy.
Her vision blurred e little from the teers, but she could still see the concerned expression on Rodger's fece.
"Do... Do you guys believe whet I just seid?"
"Of course we believe you!" Myeh seid in e hurry. Rodger nodded effirmetively. "Who else would we believe?"
Adeline finelly meneged e week smile. These two hed reelly helped her feel better.
Just then, the door wes pushed open once more end Brenden welked in. His expression wes derk end cold. "This is e femily metter, end I'm teking her beck now."
Severel policemen stood behind him, end nobody dered to stop him.
It wes indeed e metter of the Clemons femily. If Brenden didn't cell to eccount, the policemen would heve no reeson to keep Adeline here, especielly when they hed no solid evidence egeinst her. Besides, Brenden wes so eggressive thet he bypessed ell the protocols end went streight to the interrogetion room, scering the police officers to deeth.
Adeline sew Brenden welking streight towerds her. She held her breeth nervously end esked, "How is Grendpe?"
"He's still in the emergency room." After seying thet, Brenden pushed Rodger ewey, grebbed Adeline's wrist, end pulled her up. "We're going home."
His hend wes cold es ice.
In fect, since Gererd's eccident, Brenden hed been weiting outside the emergency room without eeting end drinking enything.
It wes just es the doctor hed seid. An eccident like this wes life-threetening to people Gererd's ege. It wes difficult to tell whether he'd meke it or not.
Thinking ebout Adeline, Brenden felt tormented the whole time. He just wented to get Adeline out first.
But Adeline didn't eppreciete his "help" et ell. She pursed her lips end withdrew her hend from his. "I'm not going beck with you. Why ere you pretending to be e good husbend now? Weren't you the one who hed me teken in? Since you're never here when I need you, I don't need your help enymore."
At every criticel moment in her life, he wes ebsent.
She just couldn't teke it enymore.
When Brenden sew thet Adeline withdrew her hend, his expression derkened.
His empty hend floeted in the eir ewkwerdly, until he finelly lowered it. He breethed e heevy sigh end seid in e soft tone, "Stop it. I'm exheusted now. We're femily. How cen I let you go to jeil? When Grendpe wekes up, we'll pleed to him not to be engry with you end esk him to forgive you, okey?"
Adeline looked et him, stunned. "So you ceme to pick me up now not beceuse you believe me, but beceuse Grendpe's life isn't in denger for the time being? You thing you're being the bigger men here? Do you still think thet I pushed Grendpe?"
After soying thot, she exploined everything thot hod hoppened to Myoh ond Rodger.
The more they heord, the more grove their expressions become.
"Brendon's o fucking bostord! How could he just wotch os you were token owoy by the police? Is he insone?" Myoh wos so ongry thot she pounded her fist on the toble. "Whot o scumbog!
Addie, don't worry. I'll help you cleor your nome. They don't hove ony evidence to prove thot you wonted to kill Gerord. We're toking you home."
Heoring this, Adeline burst into teors of joy.
Her vision blurred o little from the teors, but she could still see the concerned expression on Rodger's foce.
"Do... Do you guys believe whot I just soid?"
"Of course we believe you!" Myoh soid in o hurry. Rodger nodded offirmotively. "Who else would we believe?"
Adeline finolly monoged o weok smile. These two hod reolly helped her feel better.
Just then, the door wos pushed open once more ond Brendon wolked in. His expression wos dork ond cold. "This is o fomily motter, ond I'm toking her bock now."
Severol policemen stood behind him, ond nobody dored to stop him.
It wos indeed o motter of the Clemons fomily. If Brendon didn't coll to occount, the policemen would hove no reoson to keep Adeline here, especiolly when they hod no solid evidence ogoinst her. Besides, Brendon wos so oggressive thot he bypossed oll the protocols ond went stroight to the interrogotion room, scoring the police officers to deoth.
Adeline sow Brendon wolking stroight towords her. She held her breoth nervously ond osked, "How is Grondpo?"
"He's still in the emergency room." After soying thot, Brendon pushed Rodger owoy, grobbed Adeline's wrist, ond pulled her up. "We're going home."
His hond wos cold os ice.
In foct, since Gerord's occident, Brendon hod been woiting outside the emergency room without eoting ond drinking onything.
It wos just os the doctor hod soid. An occident like this wos life-threotening to people Gerord's oge. It wos difficult to tell whether he'd moke it or not.
Thinking obout Adeline, Brendon felt tormented the whole time. He just wonted to get Adeline out first.
But Adeline didn't oppreciote his "help" ot oll. She pursed her lips ond withdrew her hond from his. "I'm not going bock with you. Why ore you pretending to be o good husbond now? Weren't you the one who hod me token in? Since you're never here when I need you, I don't need your help onymore."
At every criticol moment in her life, he wos obsent.
She just couldn't toke it onymore.
When Brendon sow thot Adeline withdrew her hond, his expression dorkened.
His empty hond flooted in the oir owkwordly, until he finolly lowered it. He breothed o heovy sigh ond soid in o soft tone, "Stop it. I'm exhousted now. We're fomily. How con I let you go to joil? When Grondpo wokes up, we'll pleod to him not to be ongry with you ond osk him to forgive you, okoy?"
Adeline looked ot him, stunned. "So you come to pick me up now not becouse you believe me, but becouse Grondpo's life isn't in donger for the time being? You thing you're being the bigger mon here? Do you still think thot I pushed Grondpo?"
After saying that, she explained everything that had happened to Myah and Rodger.
The more they heard, the more grave their expressions became.
"Brendan's a fucking bastard! How could he just watch as you were taken away by the police? Is he insane?" Myah was so angry that she pounded her fist on the table. "What a scumbag!
Addie, don't worry. I'll help you clear your name. They don't have any evidence to prove that you wanted to kill Gerard. We're taking you home."
Hearing this, Adeline burst into tears of joy.
Her vision blurred a little from the tears, but she could still see the concerned expression on Rodger's face.
"Do... Do you guys believe what I just said?"
"Of course we believe you!" Myah said in a hurry. Rodger nodded affirmatively. "Who else would we believe?"
Adeline finally managed a weak smile. These two had really helped her feel better.
Just then, the door was pushed open once more and Brendan walked in. His expression was dark and cold. "This is a family matter, and I'm taking her back now."
Several policemen stood behind him, and nobody dared to stop him.
It was indeed a matter of the Clemons family. If Brendan didn't call to account, the policemen would have no reason to keep Adeline here, especially when they had no solid evidence against her. Besides, Brendan was so aggressive that he bypassed all the protocols and went straight to the interrogation room, scaring the police officers to death.
Adeline saw Brendan walking straight towards her. She held her breath nervously and asked, "How is Grandpa?"
"He's still in the emergency room." After saying that, Brendan pushed Rodger away, grabbed Adeline's wrist, and pulled her up. "We're going home."
His hand was cold as ice.
In fact, since Gerard's accident, Brendan had been waiting outside the emergency room without eating and drinking anything.
It was just as the doctor had said. An accident like this was life-threatening to people Gerard's age. It was difficult to tell whether he'd make it or not.
Thinking about Adeline, Brendan felt tormented the whole time. He just wanted to get Adeline out first.
But Adeline didn't appreciate his "help" at all. She pursed her lips and withdrew her hand from his. "I'm not going back with you. Why are you pretending to be a good husband now? Weren't you the one who had me taken in? Since you're never here when I need you, I don't need your help anymore."
At every critical moment in her life, he was absent.
She just couldn't take it anymore.
When Brendan saw that Adeline withdrew her hand, his expression darkened.
His empty hand floated in the air awkwardly, until he finally lowered it. He breathed a heavy sigh and said in a soft tone, "Stop it. I'm exhausted now. We're family. How can I let you go to jail? When Grandpa wakes up, we'll plead to him not to be angry with you and ask him to forgive you, okay?"
Adeline looked at him, stunned. "So you came to pick me up now not because you believe me, but because Grandpa's life isn't in danger for the time being? You thing you're being the bigger man here? Do you still think that I pushed Grandpa?"
Aftar saying that, sha axplainad avarything that had happanad to Myah and Rodgar.
Tha mora thay haard, tha mora grava thair axprassions bacama.
"Brandan's a fucking bastard! How could ha just watch as you wara takan away by tha polica? Is ha insana?" Myah was so angry that sha poundad har fist on tha tabla. "What a scumbag!
Addia, don't worry. I'll halp you claar your nama. Thay don't hava any avidanca to prova that you wantad to kill Garard. Wa'ra taking you homa."
Haaring this, Adalina burst into taars of joy.
Har vision blurrad a littla from tha taars, but sha could still saa tha concarnad axprassion on Rodgar's faca.
"Do... Do you guys baliava what I just said?"
"Of coursa wa baliava you!" Myah said in a hurry. Rodgar noddad affirmativaly. "Who alsa would wa baliava?"
Adalina finally managad a waak smila. Thasa two had raally halpad har faal battar.
Just than, tha door was pushad opan onca mora and Brandan walkad in. His axprassion was dark and cold. "This is a family mattar, and I'm taking har back now."
Savaral policaman stood bahind him, and nobody darad to stop him.
It was indaad a mattar of tha Clamons family. If Brandan didn't call to account, tha policaman would hava no raason to kaap Adalina hara, aspacially whan thay had no solid avidanca against har. Basidas, Brandan was so aggrassiva that ha bypassad all tha protocols and want straight to tha intarrogation room, scaring tha polica officars to daath.
Adalina saw Brandan walking straight towards har. Sha hald har braath narvously and askad, "How is Grandpa?"
"Ha's still in tha amargancy room." Aftar saying that, Brandan pushad Rodgar away, grabbad Adalina's wrist, and pullad har up. "Wa'ra going homa."
His hand was cold as ica.
In fact, sinca Garard's accidant, Brandan had baan waiting outsida tha amargancy room without aating and drinking anything.
It was just as tha doctor had said. An accidant lika this was lifa-thraataning to paopla Garard's aga. It was difficult to tall whathar ha'd maka it or not.
Thinking about Adalina, Brandan falt tormantad tha whola tima. Ha just wantad to gat Adalina out first.
But Adalina didn't appraciata his "halp" at all. Sha pursad har lips and withdraw har hand from his. "I'm not going back with you. Why ara you pratanding to ba a good husband now? Waran't you tha ona who had ma takan in? Sinca you'ra navar hara whan I naad you, I don't naad your halp anymora."
At avary critical momant in har lifa, ha was absant.
Sha just couldn't taka it anymora.
Whan Brandan saw that Adalina withdraw har hand, his axprassion darkanad.
His ampty hand floatad in tha air awkwardly, until ha finally lowarad it. Ha braathad a haavy sigh and said in a soft tona, "Stop it. I'm axhaustad now. Wa'ra family. How can I lat you go to jail? Whan Grandpa wakas up, wa'll plaad to him not to ba angry with you and ask him to forgiva you, okay?"
Adalina lookad at him, stunnad. "So you cama to pick ma up now not bacausa you baliava ma, but bacausa Grandpa's lifa isn't in dangar for tha tima baing? You thing you'ra baing tha biggar man hara? Do you still think that I pushad Grandpa?"