Eveline got out of the car, clothed, and strolled around before leaning on the bonnet.
She folded her arms and glanced at the city lights.
Gabriel also followed her and stood right beside her. His eyes were waiting for words from her, but she remained silent.
After a while, she spoke.
"Dad had been lying constantly, but why? What drove him to take the path of lying and continue manipulating everything regarding Mom's death?" she asked, darting her gaze towards Gabriel.
Gabriel was quiet, but her words reverberated in his head, and he responded.
"Perhaps he was protecting soone. Or was I trying to protect soone?" He abruptly said sothing, prompting Eveline to frown in perplexity.
"He loved his wife, his family and when she died what was left to protect?" She inquired, and her feelings began to surface.
"Exactly, family and after his wife was gone who else remains in that family?" He said this while looking directly into her eyes.
Eveline was taken aback by his query, but then his words hit ho, and her eyes widened with awareness.
"Family? He just has as a family mber now. So, did he do it to protect ?" She asked.
"Maybe. It's only a guess. Everyone knows how protective Uncle Jonathan is of you. You are his whole world, therefore when he lost his wife to a gunshot, perhaps he utilized that experience as a lesson and distorted the truth only to keep you safe. Maybe he knew this incident might occur again" he said putting his thoughts in words causing her to furrow.
"But who will harm ?" She asked.
"The one who attacked and murdered your mother. Rember what Bernard said? Your mother was shot in the chest, and your father was also wounded. Then it suggests they were attacked and your father, despite his injuries, was able to get your mother to a nearby hospital. But she couldn't make it. However, we do not know who attacked them."
Eveline squinted her eyes as his words began to sink in. How did she forget? Soone could have assaulted Jonathan and Erna in the sa way that her father was attacked now.
"You're right? But how will we know exactly what happened that ti?" she wondered, returning to zero.
Gabriel contemplated her comnts. Since Jonathan refused to open his mouth, the only person who could assist them was...
"Kaden. He can tell us exactly what happened," Gabriel stated.
Eveline nodded without hesitation and attempted to contact Kaden's number, which she had with her, but the phone was inaccessible.
"Damn," Eveline cursed as her attempt failed.
"I can't reach him," she smacked her fist against the car, feeling helpless.
Gabriel knew why they couldn't reach Kaden anymore. He was an undercover agent, and keeping their location unknown was their primary goal. Does this an they have to wait for him to contact them again?
They stood there for a while before deciding to head ho. After dropping Eveline back at the Miller Mansion, he drove ho.
****
Susan returned ho after finishing her work, but as soon as she ca inside, she noticed Jacob doing sothing on the kitchen counter.
Her steps ca to a halt when she saw him turn.
"Oh, you are ho," he replied, apologizing as he followed Susan's line of sight.
"I apologize for the ss, but do not worry; I will clean it. It's been a long since I've made anything, so" Jacob said, disregarding Susan's gaze.
He expected Susan to arrive late, so he decided to prepare sothing for them. He hadn't cooked in a long ti, and he was more ssier than before, but he still wanted to make his wife happy after a long day at work.
Susan was stunned, but her heart was filled with joy. She had her suspicions, but she couldn't ignore what she saw.
Jacob was sincerely trying to work things out between them. He was attempting to bridge the physical and emotional gap that had developed between them.
"Keep it as is. I'll clean it later," she said, turning to depart.
Jacob paused and watched her walk towards the restroom. As the door closed, he let out a sigh of defeat, which chilled his heart.
"I really need to work hard to make up for my mistakes," he whispered, feeling a touch of helplessness within, but still, he was resolute and hopeful that one day their relationship would alter and everything would return to normal.
****
[Priscilla & Max's place]
Priscilla had been waiting for Max, and he still hadn't arrived ho, just like yesterday. She was wondering what was wrong with him because he decided to leave work early and not even bother to wait for her like he used to.
But when she got ho, she'd find him sprawled out on the bed, slling like booze, which made her want to puke.
She had been dealing with so work that prevented her from spending enough ti with him to even query about what was going on with him, and when she arrived ho tonight, soon after he left, she couldn't find him there.
Pacing around the room, she dialed his number for the eighth ti and placed the phone near her ear. Again, he did not respond, and the call was refused.
"Damn you, Max. Where the hell are you?" Priscilla was starting to worry. It was becoming late, and Max wasn't ho yet.
Just as she was about to walk outside and seek for him, the entrance to their house smashed open, and the inebriated Max lurched in.
Priscilla ca to a halt as she watched him try to get back up from the fall, but he couldn't since his feet were heavy and deliberate owing to the booze.
A pitiful smile crossed his lips as he noticed Priscilla standing before him, all suited up and leaving.
"Oh, so my lady is going out sowhere?" He murmured, stumbling on his feet as he approached Priscilla.
Priscilla's face twisted as he reeked of booze, which disgusted her.
As soon as he was in front of her, he grabbed her arm and squeezed it strongly, causing her to howl in pain.
"Are you going to et that bastard, you whore?" His comnts surprised Priscilla, and before she could respond, he slung her over his shoulder and dragged her to the bedroom.
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