Forced Marriage: Escaping Her Monster

Chapter 371 - Sensing Her Pulse

Sitting in the interrogation room, Jeremy ran his fingers through his hair with his head bowed. He was told that he would be getting recorded by the cops. He cannot appear too relieved to hear about his sister\'s death.

He could not help but shake his legs as he closed his eyes.

He wondered if Jerlina has asked for a lawyer. He knew that she could handle it as she\'s smart, even smarter than he. Or it doesn\'t matter what she says. She won\'t get into trouble anyways. After all, she is not involved in this directly.

So… she is dead..? Hmm… She is…

Looking at the floor, his brain went through the events that led him here.

After ending the call with Jerlina, he asked the reception to let Emma alone inside. His father was causing a fuss, but he didn\'t mind that. That scum will never set a single foot inside his company. He has made sure of it till then and he was not going to change that.

Emma walked in. She tried her best to get the cameraman inside, but it is private property and media cannot barge in as they please. He watched as Emma scrolled through her phone and held her phone close to her chest as she got through the elevator.

He could only smile. She can record all she wants.

He felt stuffy and walked to the balcony and opened the door. It is spring and rather than the air conditioning, he loved the salty, spring breeze from the sea more.

"Where is Harold, Jerry?" Emma screamed at him with her voice originating from the chest out of despair the moment she opened the door. Her face was pale and her usually impeccable hair was ruffled to the extreme. Her makeup was all smudged and her lips were trembling.

"Hello, Emma," Jeremy turned and walked to her knitting his brows. "What are you doing here? Shouldn\'t you be at the hospital? You just had a miscarriage…" his hand reached for her head to give a pat.

Seeing her like this did make his heart hurt.

"Don\'t pretend to care, Jerry!" Emma pushed his hand away with a dramatic flair. "How can I rest when I know my brother is missing? He might be your half-brother, but… How can you stay calm when he is missing?" she let out a snort. But he didn\'t fathom why that snort that was filled with disgust turned to sniffles but her eyes watered pretty immediately.

Well, he knew why, he couldn\'t believe how perfectly she could change her expressions almost believably. It gave him a little comfort that he had a reason he trusted her without a doubt. She\'s a good actress. He is not very stupid; only a tad bit.

"What would I know?" he retracted his hand.? "Didn\'t you tell me that your father sent him somewhere on a business trip or something?" Jeremy turned his back to her and walked back to his chair. "I don\'t like him and I never kept tabs of what he or your father is up to…" he shrugged, his face was expressing only a little concern.

"I never told you that he left the country!" Emma knitted her brows. "I\'ve been begging you for weeks to tell me where you\'ve kept Harold. Please, Jerry… Tell me…" She put her hands together and started to beg. "Mom is getting sicker and sicker. I know I angered you by speaking against your wife, but~"

"Stop lying, Emma!" he shouted making her shiver. And then his voice turned a little softer, "Have you made a police complaint?" Jeremy asked full well knowing that there was no complaint in any of the police stations until yesterday.

"You asked us to trust you and not make a police complaint. You said that you would be asking help from some of your associates and you said that you\'ve hired a private detective. We trusted you. But why did we receive a weird letter saying that you hired someone to kill Harold? I agree… Dad loved Harold the most and he never was a very good father to you. That doesn\'t mean that-"

Jeremy rubbed his forehead. If it was some months ago, he would have felt pitiful seeing the weeping face of his dear sister and would have accepted that she was right. But since his sister is here with malicious intentions, he cannot let his emotions rule him.

His wife loves him. She would cry in his absence. She cannot cry. And he very much wished to be there by his wife\'s side when she gives birth and watch their daughter grow up.

Thinking of Jerlina and his baby, Jeremy pushed away the emotions rising from the bottom of his heart. Those emotions blinded him to every vile thing his sister did. And he cannot still dwell on it.

"I told you to stop lying!" Shaking his head, he rumbled in his drawer where he keeps the visiting cards. "Here, If you want a private detective, he is the best. Tell him that I gave you this card. Or don\'t. I don\'t care. You know what? I will call him and tell him to do what you want…" he dialed the number.

The detective answered the call immediately. As he was talking, he looked at Emma. "You said he was sent to where..?"

"I don\'t know! He went missing, remember? I told you!" Emma kept on with her lies.

"Talk to him," Jeremy passed the phone and watched her making up the details as she goes.

What a liar!

But this is good for him too. Although she isn\'t showing it, he could see that Emma is stressed. And stressed people are bound to do a lot of mistakes.

Could this be that day?

"Is it settled?" he raised his eyebrows at her after she finished talking. "He\'ll be in contact with you. Don\'t worry, he will find Harold pretty soon," he assured her.

He could see her eyes turning blank once more as if she is plotting for the next thing. He wondered if she came here under the impression that he wouldn\'t talk to her and do anything. But now that he is very supportive of her and helped her, she still stays here. He wondered why that is. He needs to be careful as Emma is here with a plan.

"How can I trust that you will not talk to the detective and do something… you know…" Emma then looked at him.. "You are, after all a gang lord."