“Don’t worry, Auntie, I’m at a friend’s house. I’ll be back in a few days,” Ethan said, lying in the hospital bed as Katherine held the phone to his ear.
“Okay, got it. Don’t worry about , goodbye.”
The call ended.
Ethan looked at Katherine, his expression shy. “Thanks, Katherine. I didn’t want my aunt to worry.”
“It’s no big deal.” Katherine shook her head, feeling a pang of sympathy for him. She always believed that soone who cares so much for their family can’t be a bad person.
“Are you really okay?”
“Yeah, my psychic abilities can ease my injuries. I’ll need about three days.” Ethan said awkwardly, “Sorry for holding you back from gathering more evidence.”
“Don’t be silly,” Katherine said, tapping him lightly on the forehead.
She usually ca off as a stern and authoritative figure, but after spending these days together, she had started to see Ethan almost like a younger brother.
“You got hurt protecting , and besides, we already have enough evidence now.”
Hearing this, Ethan let out a long sigh of relief. “Oh, that’s great.”
Katherine sat by the bed, watching him with a complex expression. “Thank you.”
Ethan was all too familiar with hospital stays.
Katherine probably felt guilty, spending her days at the desk sorting through docunts while taking ticulous care of him.
The beautiful but stern woman was sowhat awkward in caring for a patient, yet she was earnest.
Ethan comfortably played up his illness, or rather, stayed true to his role.
Until the evening, when Katherine took so clothes and went to the bathroom to shower.
As the sound of water splashed from the bathroom, Ethan got up from the bed and stealthily climbed out. He had tid her before,Katherine took about twenty minutes to shower.
He hurried to the vanity, typing the unlock code into her laptop.
Katherine’s trust in him was complete these days. Subconsciously, she wouldn’t guard against a boy who was supposedly paralyzed.
She never hid her password inputs from him.
Ethan pulled out a small sports cara he had prepared earlier and quickly recorded all the incriminating evidence she had compiled.
After finishing, he quickly reset everything to how it was and returned to bed.
The whole process was just that simple.
Ten minutes later, Katherine ca out of the bathroom, wearing a loose nightgown, her neck still damp.
She trusted Ethan completely, seeing him as a harmless younger brother.
Ethan turned his face away, pretending to be shy.
“Hmm,” Katherine chuckled softly, amused by his innocence. Seeing her ‘big sister’ fresh out of the shower, even in a nightgown, made him blush.
She sat down on the other side of the bed, drying her long hair with a towel. “Ethan, have you ever had a girlfriend?”
“Ah! Of course, I have,” Ethan said, deliberately avoiding her gaze, playing the part of a naive and stubborn boy.
Katherine’s eyes twinkled with amusent. Teasing him had added so fun to her otherwise dull days.
“Cough, cough, we can win, right?” Ethan changed the subject, his eyes gleaming with excitent. “Bringing the bad guys to justice, just like in the movies!”
He was like a passionate, guileless youth.
She paused, looking at Ethan, seeing the admiration in his eyes, pure yet full of reverence for her.
Katherine suddenly felt a twinge of heartache, her gaze deepening. “Sorry, Ethan, I’m not as righteous as you think.”
“Ah?” Ethan turned back, his expression puzzled.
Katherine took a deep breath. “I reopened the case from three years ago for personal reasons.”
She gathered her hair, her expression complex. “Salvatore is my biological father. I’m his illegitimate daughter.”
“Ah?!” Ethan’s pupils dilated. He had known about their relationship through his mission, but he still played along with her revelation.
“I’m really sorry for shattering your illusions,” Katherine said with a look of regret. “I hate him. He never showed up when my mother was sick and passed away. I beca a prosecutor just so I could personally send him to prison one day.”
Ethan was silent for a while before shaking his head and smiling. “We can’t expect good people to be flawless. That’s not fair to them. Katherine, as long as you fulfill your duties as a prosecutor, you’re still my hero.”
Katherine was surprised by his response, clearly not expecting such words from him, and then she smiled. “Thank you.”
“Seriously, Katherine, you’ve been saying ‘thank you’ a lot these past few days,” Ethan said with a comforting smile.
After she spoke, Katherine’s face visibly relaxed. “Can you tell about the psychic world?”
“Of course.” Ethan squinted his eyes,she was initiating casual conversation, which probably ant she had finished organizing the docunts.
He started to make up stories, prepared in advance, blending various tales he had heard in his past life. It wasn’t too hard to concoct a simple story.
Katherine listened intently, clearly enjoying the break after completing her work.
Ti passed like this.
The next day, Katherine spent noticeably less ti at the computer.
Ethan knew she had sent the organized docunts to Minister Carter.
He had also sent his information to Salvatore.
Today, Katherine was in a particularly good mood, chatting with him and even pushing his wheelchair out to get so sun.
It was like a day off.
On the third day of his hospital stay.
Ethan began to lift his arms, and Katherine took him for a full-body check-up. The doctor, amazed, declared it a miracle how quickly his health indicators had improved in just two days.
He naturally started getting out of bed, still needing so support to walk.
Katherine, the usually stern ice queen, smiled more and more as the evidence collection went smoothly and Ethan was able to walk.
The last weight on her heart finally lifted.
But her smile vanished in an instant after she received a phone call that afternoon.
“Katherine, what happened?” Ethan asked, feigning concern.
Katherine didn’t speak imdiately, her gaze deep as she looked at Ethan, but quickly looked away.
It couldn’t be him,it made no sense.
“The evidence chain has been tampered with. Soone got hold of my prosecution docunts and is now destroying the evidence.”
“How is that possible!” Ethan expressed shock at the right mont. “Your prosecution docunts should be confidential!”
Katherine didn’t respond, her face turning from pale to flushed. She had only sent those secrets to Minister Carter.
And then the opposition knew imdiately.
She recalled how Lucas, who had been helping her, was beaten up and hospitalized, and how Minister Carter had taken over the case.
These clues, at this mont, connected in her mind.
Katherine was a prosecutor,she tended to think of the darkest possibilities.
She looked at Ethan again. Besides Minister Carter, it could only be him, because she had been in the hospital room all these days, like when she showered, she didn’t take her laptop into the bathroom.
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