MY UNKNOWN HUSBAND, VOLUME 2 - Season 3 Episode 52

Isabella endured the pain and looked away in panic.

“Does it look familiar?” Nina looked at Isabella as she spoke, her voice cold. Isabella’s face quickly paled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Are you saying that’s mine?”

“Why don’t you just admit it?” Nina picked up the tassel earring and shook it at eye level, holding it out to Isabella. “Albert said he liked the way these looked on you. Or did you forget already?”

Knowing that Nina knew the pair of earrings she was talking about, Isabella glared at her fiercely and admitted, “Fine. It’s my earring. So what?”

“So what?” Nina sneered. “I remember you said that you lost your an earring, but why did we find it at No. 4 West Forest Street? That’s where Kristina committed suicide.”

Isabella gulped in anxiety.

And Nina noticed. If Isabella had anything to do with Kristina’s death, she was going to make her pay. How she wished she could kill Isabella.

But if she really killed Isabella, she would break the law.

Nina was a better person than that. She stood up slowly, dragging Isabella before the tombstone, and kicked at the back of her knee. Isabella’s legs became weak and she knelt down.

Nina pressed Isabella’s neck and forced her to kneel down and kowtow to apologize. “Kowtow!”

Before Isabella could even see the tombstone, she was forced into that position. She tried her best to resist, not willing to be subservient to Kristina.

“Why should I kowtow? I didn’t kill her. Kristina killed herself. Why should I do that?” Isabella retorted, gnashing her teeth.

But Nina was much stronger than Isabella. Nina had to only exert herself a little to make Isabella’s head hit the dirt.
Isabella felt dizzy and her forehead was red and swollen.

After the first kowtow, Nina continued to press her down for the second.

Reluctantly, Isabella finally shook off Nina’s hand, turned around, glared at Nina and roared, “Why are you making me do this? I didn’t have anything to do with her death!”

Until now, she refused to admit it.

“Isabella, you haven’t been careful at all. You gave yourself away from the start!” Nina smashed the tassel earring in her hand. “Look carefully. This is your earring. I found it at No. 4 West Forest Street this morning. I’m sure you made her kill herself!”

Isabella’s heart jolted and she denied it. “Bullshit! I had nothing to do with Kristina’s death.”

“No? I have more evidence.” Nina recalled what happened after Kristina’s death and went over all the clues.

She was determined to shut this woman up.

“After Kristina died, Noah lied to everyone and announced that Kristina was traveling abroad. Even Albert thought she was going abroad for treatment, and didn’t know she was dead. Because at that time, Albert just hurt Kristina by accident.

And you, before I told you that Kristina was dead, you knew already. You also knew that Albert hurt her by accident and that she committed suicide.

There is only one possibility. You didn’t leave until you saw Kristina die right there.

This tassel earring is the best evidence. I also checked the surveillance video.

That evening, you drove along West Forest Street and then drove away about half past eight.

Remember what you said before? You said no one in the world loved Albert more than you did, and you stopped there. But that’s not all you wanted to say.

You wanted to say that no one in the world loved Albert more than you did, because you personally drove Kristina to commit suicide for him, right?”

Nina’s words were like a devil’s claw, approaching ever closer, freezing her blood in her veins.

Isabella was trembling all over. Her lips were pale and her eyes were dark, full of fear.

Because Nina was right.

“No, no, no.” Isabella denied in a hurry, but her body betrayed her. She curled up in fear, and her ugly face was exposed by the sun.

Nina sneered and glanced down at Isabella. My

‘Now you’re scared?

Oh, no. It’s too early for that.’

Nina continued, “I looked at your phone and found your browser history. You were looking up how many years someone might serve for negligent homicide. You used this to taunt Kristina.

Kristina was afraid of pain and thought she was dying. You tricked her and lied to her. You knew Albert loved Kristina.

You wanted to be rid of her for a while. Even the car accident she and I got in was your fault.

You knew Kristina cared about Albert, so you told her that if she died like this, Albert would be guilty of negligent homicide, but if she committed suicide, then he would get off scot free.

You persuaded her to do it for Albert. If she pretended to commit suicide, he would be safe. So… Kristina did as you said. She committed suicide.”

Nina took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Isabella curling up against the tombstone. Nina’s tone became calm, and her voice was weird.

“Isabella, do you know where you are now? You’re at Kristina’s grave. Aren’t you afraid she’ll pull you into the grave with her? Huh?”

What Nina said severed the last frayed thread of Isabella’s nerves. A strong sense of fear choked her heart.

“Ah…”

Isabella was scared to death. She screamed and crawled away, her skin being scraped away from her hands and knees. Blood oozed out.

This was a kind of condemnation and fear from her soul.

Isabella’s face turned pale as if she were crazy. “It’s not me. Mr. Song would only like me after she’s dead.

It wasn’t my fault. It was all Kristina’s fault! She was just an old woman. Why should she be with him? She didn’t deserve Mr. Song.” Isabella raised her head, tears coursing down her cheeks and she gritted her teeth like a red-eyed beast.

But it was also a dying beast that could pose no threat.

Nina really felt sorry for Isabella. Isabella didn’t know Albert was dead until now.

“Look and see whose tomb it is.”
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“No!” Isabella was like a frightened bird, keeping an eye on everyone.

In the past half a month, Isabella had been extremely nervous every day. She didn’t know what kind of torture she would face.

She finally left the damned place, but was brought to the place where Kristina was buried.

She would rather die than see it.

‘What’s so good about that bitch, Kristina? I’m glad she’s dead. Then Mr. Song will be mine.

He will only belong to me.’
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