Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 2 Episode 88

Of course, I understood what he meant by that, but I didn’t respond. Instead, I just watched Roy, who

had rushed over anxiously. It seemed that my goal had probably been achieved.

Walter naturally noticed Roy rushing over, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he didn’t rush to ask.

Roy hurried over, after stopping, he steadied his breath, glanced at me, seeming somewhat hesitant.

Upon seeing this, Walter asked, “What’s the matter?”

Roy steadied his breath, his voice as usual, “The police took Ms. Conner away, saying she was

involved in a criminal case and needed to take her to the police station for questioning. The police

showed an arrest warrant.”

After listening, Walter remained calm, just giving me a faint glance, then calmly looked at Roy and

asked, “Is there anything else?”

Roy was taken aback, his face somewhat bewildered, not understanding what he meant at the

moment.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she said, “Mr. Hinton, about Ms. Conner…”

“Since she caused trouble, it’s only normal procedure for the police to take her away,” Walter spoke, his

expression unchanged.

Roy seemed somewhat worried as he said, “But Ms. Conner attempted suicide by taking a large

amount of sleeping pills yesterday. She barely survived. If the police take her away, could something

happen?”

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Walter glanced at him, his handsome brows slightly furrowed, “Do you care so much about her life or

death?”

His words really stumped Roy, even I was taken aback for a moment.

Roy was mute, so he could only say, “No.”

Perhaps sensing Walter’s indifference towards Ashley in his words, he found it difficult to continue the

conversation. All he could do was say, “Well, Mr. Hinton, I’ll get back to work now.”

After Walter grunted in response, he left.

I stood still, increasingly unsure of what Walter was thinking. I had assumed that with his usual

character, he wouldn’t stand by idly when Ashley staged a suicide drama. But his demeanor just now

was so indifferent that it took me by surprise.

“Did you call the police?” A man’s deep voice came from beside her

ear.

I didn’t deny it, calmly saying, “It’s me.”

Before his interrogation came, a faint laughter was heard from the person next to him, “You came to

see grandma so early on purpose, and tried every means to get grandma to call me here, are you

afraid that I won’t let the police take her away?”

I glanced at him sideways. People who don’t usually smile look especially good when they do, and

Walter was just like that. Following his words, I just nodded, not saying anything.

He suddenly sneered, as if he had received a certain answer with some irony, “So, you plan to settle

both old and new scores?”

I didn’t avoid his question, but directly said, “Speaking of which, I have to thank you for going to the

border to find the evidence she used

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to frame me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything to her.” Looking at his calm face, I

couldn’t guess what he was thinking, and continued. “People always have to pay for their actions. What

I’m doing now is just seeking justice for myself and those who have been hurt by her. If you can’t bear

to protect her, then we might not even be able to be friends in the future.”

Walter’s face darkened gradually, his black eyes narrowed, his voice somewhat heavy, “Tabatha, have

you ever listened to what I’ve said? Or should I simply say, have you ever trusted me at all?”

“I didn’t understand the meaning of his words,” I said calmly, “I’ve been listening to Mr. Hinton’s words, I

just don’t know which sentence you’re referring to now. As for trust, we can’t even be considered

friends at this point, let alone trust.”

Walter was right, I came to the hospital so early just to send Ashley to where she needed to go. I

deliberately had Carley call him over because I was indeed afraid that if he was around Ashley, it

wouldn’t look good for the police to take her away. Now that my goal has been achieved, there’s

naturally no need for me to stay and chat nonsense with him.

As I was about to leave, he grabbed my wrist. I frowned, somewhat displeased, and looked at him with

a furrowed brow, “Mr. Hinton, are you planning to vent for your beloved?”

He looked at me, his dark eyes deep and cold. After a long while, he suddenly burst into laughter, his

beautiful eyes fixed on me as he said, “I don’t have a sweetheart, Tabatha. If you care so much about

who’s in my heart, why don’t you be that person?”

I frowned subconsciously, not understanding what he meant.

He looked at me, a hint of helplessness and defeat showing on his handsome face, “Tabatha, this is the

last time I’m emphasizing this, I

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last night, I was at the Hurston Coremap for the new project development I don’t care whether she lives

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don’t love her. I used to protect her because I was foolish enough to mistake her for someone else.

Now, I’ve asked Roy to arrange for someone to take care of her because I want to find out from her

where Henry has gone. Also, I wasn’t at the hospital last night, I was at the Hinton Group for the new

project development. I don’t care whether she lives or dies.”