Two Brides, One Tragic Twist

Harvey subconsciously ruled out any and all suspicion toward Hannah on account of their relationship as childhood friends and the fact that she had been his crush for many years.

However, his movements grew increasingly impatient.

Iris and I watched him mockingly as he ruffled his hair irritably before finally calling the taxi company to ask for information on the driver from that day.

Coincidentally, the taxi driver had also resigned the same day. It was as if he and the truck driver had agreed upon it beforehand.

That many coincidences would not just happen consecutively in this world. The more coincidences that came together, the more suspicious things seemed.

After obtaining the taxi driver's details, Harvey arranged for officers from the station to arrest the former immediately.

Ultimately, they intercepted the driver at an airport. He had been preparing to leave the country.

According to the police, the driver had even been wearing a Rolex on his wrist when they apprehended him.

How could a taxi driver earn enough to afford it? The answer was as clear as day.

When I heard the news, I clenched my fists tightly. My fingernails dug deeply into my palm, and the constant pain lit my nerves ablaze.

The despair I felt on the brink of death that day replayed in my mind endlessly.

Iris was the closest person to me and, therefore, the first to notice that I was having a breakdown.

She hurriedly reached out to pat me gently on the back in order to calm me down.

After the taxi driver was brought back to the police station, his legs almost gave out from fright, as he had never been in such a situation before.

He confessed everything he knew, wishing only for a reduced sentence.

We watched as a middle-aged man cried in front of the police, snot and tears running down his face.

He said that he had believed in the words of a woman who told him to turn sharply in front of a truck at a specific time.

He had not expected his actions to result in casualties. He had been so frightened that he abandoned his car and fled the scene.

After returning home, he did not dare leave his house for three whole days.

He had been glued to the news nearly every moment. He let down his guard when he saw that nobody had reported on or even mentioned the incident.

That woman had told him to take the money and leave immediately after the incident.

However, he did not listen to her advice, thinking that he could continue to stay in the area since the incident was over.

It wasn't until the woman had contacted him two days ago that she realized that he had not yet left. She scolded him thoroughly.

She warned him to leave the country overnight if he did not want to end up in jail.

Realizing that I had reported him to the police after my hospital discharge, he rushed to exchange his money for foreign currency without even packing.

He had gone to the bank to withdraw money before rushing straight to the airport,

not expecting to be arrested by the police on the spot.

Everyone in the interrogation room fell silent upon hearing his testimony.

How cruel and heartless did a person have to be for them to act against a pregnant woman who was close to giving birth?

The perpetrator had not been after the child at all. Instead, they had been after my life.

If Iris had not suddenly said that she wanted to drink milk tea, we might have both died that day!

The casualties would have numbered two bodies and four lives.

Harvey was rooted to the spot.

Perhaps he had not expected there actually to be a perpetrator behind the car crash. But now that the truth was right in front of him, he felt as if the world he knew had collapsed around him.

I personally retrieved the bank transaction records of both drivers.

The culprit was bright and had transferred the money through several different

bank accounts before making the final transaction.

However, Harvey still managed to trace it to its source.

The bank account belonged to Hannah Chandler, and the money was transferred

from ov seas through the card she used abroad.

When Harvey obtained the evidence, he could hardly keep himself standing.

He returned to the police station with a pale face and chapped lips, and his jaw was still trembling.

He wanted to call Jack, but his hands shook so violently that he dialled the wrong number several times.

After the call finally connected, he asked Jack to rush over to the police station and bring Hannah along with him.

Confused, Jack asked doubtfully, "Is something the matter? Hannie said that she wanted to go on a trip as she doesn't feel like she's done.

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taking her to the airport. What's wrong?"

Iris and I were standing right next to Harvey. We watched as he closed his eyes in despair.

"Don't ask anymore. Is Hannie... Hannah next to you right now? Don't say a single word and just turn back immediately. You'll understand when you get here."

An hour later, Jack dragged a violently struggling Hannah into the police station.

As soon as they stepped through the doorway, the policemen nearby immediately caught and subdued Hannah, which startled Jack.

He was just about to act when Harvey called out to stop him.

Harvey then briefly recounted the events to Jack. As he spoke, the color gradually drained from Hannah's face.noveldrama

Jack's puzzled expression slowly cracked, giving way to anger and resentment at being betrayed.

He coldly asked Hannah, "Is this why you kept making excuses to leave the house? To think that I was even worried that it wasn't safe for you to go out alone... I really am a darn fool Doesn't doing this to me weigh on your conscience at all? Tell me!"

He then laughed maniacally, his entire face distorting.

Hannah tried to explain herself, stubborn reluctance etched on her face, but the police officers mercilessly dragged her away.

Jack broke down. He knelt on the floor with his hands clutching tightly at his hair.

After a while, he slowly stood up and gazed at me with a complicated look. He walked in my direction and came to a stop in front of me. Then, he weakly knelt on one knee.

Before I could say anything, he slapped himself harshly in the face several times while repeating the same words "I'm sorry"-over and over.

"I've failed you, Yvie, and I've failed our child even more terribly. Everything is my fault. Can you please give me a chance? I'm begging you..."

Harvey followed suit and rushed to kneel in front of Iris. He trained all year round, so his slaps to his own face were even more forceful.

Ten seconds later, his face was as swollen as a hamster's cheeks.

"I know I've done many stupid things in the past, honey. From now on, you'll be

my everything. I'll definitely protect you with my life, and we'll still have children in the future.

"I shouldn't have divorced you. I'm a bastard for doing that! If I had known that things would turn out like this, I would've wrecked her house before crawling home to you and begging for mercy!"

Iris and I exchanged glances before promptly turning to leave the police station.

What use were their apologies?

We wanted them to have no reason to apologize to us!

Our four-year relationships had finally come to a close at this moment. Who would

still choose to look back?

Jack's and Harvey's miserable cries gradually grew distant.

By the time I received news about the incident, a week had passed.

Hannah had been sent to prison for attempted murder.

Jack fell into a daze after losing his child and had hallucinations during surgery, which caused a major medical accident. He was subsequently fired from the hospital

and was even facing a lawsuit.

As for Harvey, he continued to blame himself for not rushing over upon receiving

Iris' phone call that day.

It left him with severe psychological trauma, so much so that every time he

received a phone call, he thought that it was Iris calling for help.

His condition affected his ability to work, so he was removed from his position as

chief police officer and forced to take a leave of absence.

He changed his number countless times to call Iris and apologize to her, but she blocked his number every time.

Iris and I started new lives, and we both felt extremely fortunate that we still had

each other despite everything we had been through.

Beyond the dark tunnel, the future would only grow brighter!