Chapter 270: How nice it would be to meet a few years earlier
If only she had met Darcy instead of Penn in her best years!
In fact, this assumption is a false proposition, because if we met a few years ago, she is not the current her, Darcy may not be interested; and Darcy is not the current Darcy, she may not have any intersection with him.
She met the right person at the right time with him.
She lay quietly in his arms, not daring to move. The single bed was so small, and Darcy was so tall that he could only lie close to the edge of the bed.
He was very disciplined, saying that hugging was hugging, and he did not act in any way. Instead, Serena felt a great sense of guilt in her heart. She knew that Darcy respected her, not that she didn’t want to.
Darcy is out of respect for her, is she just going to accept it with peace of mind?
She gently put her hand around Darcy’s waist, only to feel that he was stiff all over, stiffer than she was, and motionless.
“Do what?” Darcy’s voice was also tense.
Serena moved up from his arms and met his eyes. Although the lights were off, after getting used to the darkness and being so close, she could clearly see the other party’s expression.
She slowly closed her eyes, and the implication was self–evident. She had taken the initiative to take this step, and he would do the rest.
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Closing her eyes, she didn’t know how long she had waited. She could feel Darcy’s breath getting closer and closer, but instead of waiting for the expected kiss, she suddenly opened her eyes to look at him.
Close at hand, he smiled and looked at her, but did not take a step closer.
He said, “Serena, you’re so nervous.”
She didn’t know that her expression when she closed her eyes was that of looking at death as if she were home. Her hands around his waist were getting tighter and tighter, almost pinching his waist without knowing it.
Although he wanted her very much, he also understood that this kind of thing came naturally, and it was a combination of body and soul. If one party was not ready or uncomfortable, there was no need to do it.
At this point, one thing he’s pretty sure of is that he doesn’t have any sexual attraction to Serena.
Serena herself was a little frustrated, she was clearly mentally prepared just now.
“I can,” she said in a low voice.
Darcy leaned over and kissed her forehead
“Let’s go home. I don’t want our first time to be in this humble bed.”
This…. is also a reason, after all, it is the first time I think about it, I want to leave a good impression.
Serena also thinks it makes sense.
Darcy hugged for a while, then went back to his bed to sleep, afraid that if he hugged like this, he would not be able to be a gentleman.
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Serena had no psychological burden, but she slept in a daze for a while. When she woke up in the morning, Darcy was fully dressed and going to the airport.
She hurriedly got up and planned to send him.
“You can sleep for a while, there is no need to send it.” There is indeed. nothing to send, she can go back in two days.
Serena still got up and took him to the door of the hotel to watch him get in the car before returning to the room.
Today, her main work schedule was to visit the victim’s family members. It had been 18 years since the case had happened. In the eyes of the victim’s family, this was something that had already been settled. No one wanted to tear open the wound again.
As she expected, when she found Ward Pope, the victim’s family member, according to the address given by Nora, Ward’s face instantly cooled when she heard her purpose
“Don’t look for me, the case was closed 18 years ago, and the murderer was brought to justice.”
“Mr. Pope might as well look at a piece of information first. Last month, the police arrested a rapist, Tom, who admitted in his confession that he and his friends did the crime 18 years ago.” Serena pushed the
information to Ward.
Ward was suddenly furious and didn’t even look at it. He threw away the pile of information and scolded angrily
“So what? It’s been 18 years, it’s been 18 years, my child is about to get married, and I have a new family. I don’t want to worry about it for another 18 years.
This is human nature, no one wants to uncover the scars of the past, or 18 years have passed, no matter how deep the relationship between husband
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and wife is, it is no different from strangers. These Serena can understand, human nature.
But, “Do you really have the heart to let the real murderer go- unpunished? Let your child’s mother die in vain? And Sam’s 18–year innocent prison sentence.”
“What does this have to do with me? Serena, come in and see what my house is like now?” Ward dragged her roughly into his house.
She staggered in, and the sight of the house made her dull.
It was a very small house, just over 50 square meters. The living room was densely packed with things, and there was almost no place to settle. There was a bed by the window. A young man sat on the bed and looked at her smiling, not in a very normal state of mind.
“This is our son. He is 23 years old this year. If he hadn’t seen his mother killed with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have been frightened. If he hadn’t become a fool, now that he is of legal age for marriage, it is time to start a family and start a business.”
“Come, come.” Ward pushed open the door of the only bedroom again, and there was another woman lying on the bed in the bedroom.
“This is my lover, who is still lying in bed after having a stroke a few years ago.”
“Serena, you say, with a life like me, it’s better to die. What’s the point of helping a dead person avenge their grievances?”
Ward felt that these lawyers were standing and talking without back pain, why not eat chestnut!
Serena really didn’t expect Ward’s current situation to be like this. The tragedy of the murder case lasted for 18 years.
“Serena, go away, don’t bother me anymore.”
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He pushed and shoved Serena out the door, then slammed the door shut.
Serena sat on the steps outside the door and did not leave immediately. Naturally, she had indescribable sympathy for Ward. When she was young, her wife died tragically, her son became dementia, and she married again in middle age. Two days later, her lover had a stroke and could only lie in bed. The weight of the family was on him alone, and he had no serious job and could only make a living by doing odd jobs.
In such a hard life, who cares about the life and death of others?
But she is a lawyer, and she will solve the problem when she comes, and no amount of sadness will help. She reorganized her thoughts, and when it was noon, Ward appeared again, seeing Serena sitting on the doorstep with an impatient look on her face
“Haven’t left yet?”
Serena got up and asked an irrelevant question
“Have you taken your child to the hospital?”
“What’s your business?” Ward didn’t answer. Back then, the child’s mother was killed, and the whole family was in great pain. Later, they were busy catching the criminal Sam, and no one could take care of the child. After the dust settled and the family’s mood eased a little, they realized that something was wrong with the child. How smart and lively it used to be, but now it has become like this.
“I know a lot of good psychiatrists and can recommend them to you.”