"Luke, take another look, and you will find that the person lying there is the one you hate the most.
It's okay if you hate me and don't want our child, but someone else is tied up like me. If you don't save them, another victim will appear."
Luke followed the police back to the station, where they had the most complete case files.
He rubbed his temples, visibly tired.
Before coming to the scene, he was comforting his lover, Nora Evans.
The overnight companionship made the dark circles under his eyes more noticeable.
"Luke, if you're tired, you can go back and rest for a while. The autopsy report won't be out for a while."
Wyatt pulled out the case files from three years ago to check for similarities between the two cases.
"She's about to give birth, and her husband hasn't reported her missing after so long. What a scumbag."
He complained while looking at the photos from the scene.
Luke's face didn't look good. He seemed to think of something and took out his phone to call Nora, "Nora, it's not safe outside lately."
"Don't go out. Call me if you need anything, and I'll take care of it."
Nora on the other side laughed and agreed, "Luke, you should also remind your wife."
"It's so chaotic lately, and your job is special. If they retaliate against family members, your wife is in more danger than me."
Luke's gentle expression froze for a moment, then he said with disgust, "She is better off dead."
"Take good care of yourself and don't think too much."
He hung up the phone and opened WhatsApp, stopping at my chat box.
The chat history remained from seven days ago when I had abnormal fetal movements and wanted Luke to accompany me for a prenatal checkup.
Luke didn't reply to me. What was he doing then?
Oh, right, he was with Nora buying baby supplies.
Nora's child is a girl, and he said our daughter has returned, back to her favorite godmother.
At only two months, Luke cherished the true culprit who killed our daughter like a treasure.
He hesitated for a moment, then impatiently blocked me. "Are you using the child to threaten me to come back?
"Ha, have you forgotten how our daughter died?
"I hate you. You'll never get my forgiveness in this lifetime!"
He threw his phone on the table and continued to look through the case files.
My expression must not look good now.
"Luke, how did you not think that your wife was also pregnant?