Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 979 You are the murderer_1

The fact that the man would ask that question showed he was already captivated by her story.

This was a favorable situation, one that could win her a chance at life.

"Later... I suggested we break up," Jane McCain’s thoughts grew clearer as she continued, "But he loved me so much, he didn’t want to break up. He said if I left him, he would tell my mom about us. I couldn’t let my mom find out about it! Nobody could find out!

If it became known that I had been involved with a 14-year-old boy, my life would be over! Not just mine, but my mom’s career and reputation would be destroyed by me!

I had no choice but to continue the relationship... But our feelings had changed, I... Every time I thought about him being just 14, I couldn’t bring myself to love him! I felt disgusted, I found him disgusting, and I found myself disgusting!"

"Janie, it’s not your fault." The man comforted her, "It was he who hid his age from you first."

Jane nodded feebly, "Later... his temper became worse, probably due to my coldness. When we were alone, he often hit me, insulted me, and that wasn’t all, he would intentionally make things difficult for me.

One day he asked me out for a picnic, and I didn’t want to go. He threatened me again, saying if I didn’t go, he’d call my mom and tell her everything.

I had no choice but to prepare coffee, sandwiches, and a fruit salad and go on the picnic with him.

He rented a small boat, and while we were on the river enjoying the scenery and eating, he fell asleep, and I pushed him into the water and came back alone."

The man’s eyes widened in shock: "You killed him!"

"Yes..." Jane lowered her head, "I killed him."

"Didn’t anyone suspect anything?" he asked.

"I used his cell phone to send text messages to others, making everyone think he left the city. My mom was originally going to pursue him for breach of contract, but I convinced her not to." Jane let out a slow breath, "No one knows he’s dead."

The man asked her, "Why do you want to tell me now?"

"You’ll know soon enough," Jane continued, "Just now I told you that no one knows he’s dead, but that’s not true. There’s someone who’s been looking for him all this time."

"Who?"

"Philly’s brother, he’s been looking for Philly’s whereabouts."

Jane looked up at the man, "Philly’s brother is handsomer and taller than him, but most importantly, he’s much more mature. Philly mentioned me in a phone call to him once, so he came to me to ask about Philly’s whereabouts.

I was willing to help, and he was grateful. We got along well... Gradually, we fell in love. I found a happiness in him I had never known before, wanted to marry him and be with him forever, but Philly’s disappearance remained a lingering concern for him.

He said if we couldn’t find any more leads on Philly, we’d have to call the police. I was scared, what if the police found out I was the one responsible? I couldn’t take the risk..."

Jane sighed deeply, "I invited him to the riverside, just like the last time, brought coffee, sandwiches, and a fruit salad for the picnic, and when he fell asleep, I pushed him into the river..."

"But what about the bodies? Didn’t anyone discover the two bodies in the river?" The man asked, puzzled.

Jane replied, "There are some giant catfish in that river, they’re like scavengers, they eat anything..."

The man suddenly realized, stood up, and pointed at her, "You’re the killer in that case—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his body abruptly swayed as if he was unsteady from dizziness. He hurriedly grabbed onto the table for support. freēwēbnovel.com

"You made them drink coffee, so that’s why they fell asleep?" The man understood, his expression dramatically changing, "You bitch! What the hell did you give me?!"

He lunged viciously at her, but, dizzy and disoriented, he missed!

Jane screamed and ran towards the front door, flinging it open just as Allen Rivera and a group of officers were arriving.

Upon seeing Allen, Jane threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears with a loud cry.

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