Chapter 5
Overcome by excitement, I tried to tell Dominic the truth, only to remember that he had blocked my number earlier that morning.
He had told me that I was a vile woman with the blackest heart ever and that he didn’t want to be in touch with me ever again. So,
I could only seek him out in person.
Little did I know that I’d get into an accident on the way there and end up dying on the spot.
Now that I thought about it, I was the one who was being delusional.
Dominic had always viewed Isabelle as a pure and innocent woman. How could she be the murderer who killed Mdm. Miranda?
A loud ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts at that moment. Dominic, who had looked cold and aloof earlier, had mixed feelings written all over his face when he saw the caller ID.
“Dominic, it’s Mom’s death anniversary tomorrow. Are we visiting her grave together?”
“Yeah. I’ll go pick you up.”
“Okay.”
A moment of hesitation later, Isabelle asked, “What about Ophelia? Will she be there too?”
Dominic’s expression crashed instantly. He replied casually, “She’s dead.”
After ending the call, he suddenly turned the car around. Just like that, I followed him to the crematorium.
It was already nighttime. I might be a ghost, but I couldn’t help but fear this place. But Dominic kept knocking on the door
without a care in the world.
“Where are Ophelia’s ashes? Give them back to me!”
