FreeNovelChapter 53 Alexander remained silent, his face turning cold as a gust of icy air surrounded Aveline. His Adam's apple moved slightly. "I also wish it had nothing to do with you. But on that day, you went to the cemetery and stayed there for three hours. Tell me, what were doing?" you Aveline found it ridiculous, "I already said I went to visit my grandmother. Is it wrong forto have a conversation with someone who can't talk? This is a tombstone, not a steamed bun. It won't break just by touching it! If you want to frme, at least provide sevidence." "Take a good look at this, what is it?" Alexander took out sphotos, and Aveline, who was holding a hammer in her hand, was even stunned for a moment. "It's a tool dropped by an old man who was repairing the tomb. I felt sorry for him, so I picked it up for him." Aveline didn't understand how someone could have taken such photos. She anxiously explained, “I only spoke a few words in front of Layla's grave. Everything was fine when I left. Alexander, believe me, why would I do something like this? What benefit would I gain from it?" Seeing her panic and try to defend herself, Alexander couldn't help but find it extremely laughable. He lifted her chin with his slender fingers, pressing his fingertip against her lips. "Why does such a beautiful mouth never speak the truth? Jordan has already admitted that he told you about Layla's grave, and you even hired a private detective." She knew that nothing could escape Alexander's eyes, so she admitted directly, "Yes, I did hire a detective to investigate this matter, but it was to find out why you suddenly changed. Even if I found out that Delilah is Layla, I only placed a bouquet of flowers at her grave before going to my grandmother's grave. Besides, I... I was sick and didn't have the strength to create such a scene!" "Do you think I would believe that? Layla was known as Delilah until her death. Besides your Blackwood family, she had no enemies. Who else would destroy her tombstone?" "Others couldn't, but could 1?" "Yes, you were unwilling for the past two years when I neglected you. You blamedfor not saving the child, blamedfor bankrupting the Blackwood family. You hatedand hated Layla, who turned the Blackwood family into what it is now. When you found out about her identity, you took out your anger Chapter 53 on her grave." Aveline shook her head repeatedly, "No..." Alexander continued to approach her, "You clearly made up your mind to divorce me, but suddenly you changed your mind and asked for a month. What are you planning? Do you want to avenge Anthony?" Tears welled up in Aveline's anxious eyes, feeling utterly speechless. She shook her head repeatedly, "No, I never thought about it!" But Alexander couldn't listen to any of her explanations at this moment. He tightened his fingers, causing pain as he gripped her chin, disappointment gleaming in his eyes. "Aveline, do you know how much I wished this had nothing to do with you? I had people searching for evidence all day to prove that you were innocent, but all I found were these. Today, you went to the mental hospital, and Sheila committed suicide. What did you say to her? Do you think avenging Anthony will bring him back to life?" He blamed everything on Aveline, who was left speechless. her grave. This Layla was Alexander's taboo. After her death, someone broke her tombstone and dug up was a great disrespect to the deceased and a provocation to the Sterling family. Who could tolerate it? Alexander's fingers slid down, finally resting on her delicate neck, gradually tightening his grip. C C (0)
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