The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

He’d really worn himself out these past few days trying to clear Maricela’s name.

He didn’t ask why she needed the alcohol. He got up, retrieved it, and handed it to her.

Pushing herself up with both hands, she took the bottle and began spraying every spot he’d touched her hands, arms, legs, stomach, back. She even spritzed it into her hair.

Cedrick’s face instantly darkened. “What’s the meaning of this?”

“I need to disinfect.

I told you–your hands are dirty.”

Finished spraying, Lucille calmly placed the bottle on the nightstand.

“You…” Cedrick bristled at her provocation again.

After setting down the bottle, Lucille turned over and went to sleep.

The freshly changed linens carried a faint, comforting scent. She didn’t care what Cedrick did now.

After a long silence, his voice came from behind her. “Lucille, I have a few questions.”

She kept her eyes closed. Silent.

“How did you get the surveillance footage?”

Hah. She knew it. His return home was never without an agenda. She wouldn’t tell him, answering only with silence.

“Lucille, I never knew you had such skills. Who taught you?

Aydan?”

His voice dripped with hostility when he said “Aydan.”

“No.”

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Lucille had to speak. She couldn’t let him falsely accuse Aydan.

“Then who?

Tell me.

Clearly, he wouldn’t rest tonight without an answer!

Lucille stated bluntly, “Don’t waste your breath. I won’t say.”

“Lucille, don’t be naive. Do you think modern technology can’t trace it if you stay silent?”

Hearing his coaxing tone, Lucille rolled over to face him. “You really can’t trace it!”

She flashed her phone before his eyes. “Of course, the police could trace it. I wouldn’t mind you handing it over to them.”

She knew Cedrick wouldn’t.

He’d been obsessed with clearing Maricela’s name, repeatedly urging her to drop the charges. Now, with clear evidence suggesting Maricela might have committed arson and attempted murder, why would he escalate this to the police?

If she guessed right, Cedrick ultimately still hoped for a settlement.

When she turned her back to him again, he finally spoke up, “Lucille, I know you don’t want to drop the case. I didn’t plan to persuade you again, but I just can’t bear the thought of us ending up in court against each other. Lucille, we’ve been married five years. Haven’t I treated you right all this time?”

Five years. Lucille’s heart clenched. She couldn’t bear to revisit those years.

“I’m grateful you saved me back then, grateful you gave me a chance to make amends. These five years, I’ve poured everything into giving you all I could. So now, could you do me one favor? Just this once, and I’ll agree to any condition you ever ask.”

Here it comes…

“You want me to drop the case? Settle with Maricela and those two good–for–nothing friends of yours?”

Lucille cut straight to the point.

“Yes.”

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Cedrick said, “I’m sorry, Lucille. I have to protect Maricela. She was the only light in my darkest hour.”

Lucille’s heart plunged to the pit of her stomach.

What was Cedrick thinking? Standing before his wife, calling another woman his only light, and still expecting her help?

“Lucille.”

Cedrick continued, “You know my grandmother meant everything to me. Maricela and her mother saved her life. Her mother was the doctor in charge when my grandmother was critically ill. Back then, you know I’d cut ties with my family. After Grandma fell ill, my parents wouldn’t lift a finger. I was still in high school–running to the hospital before school, at lunch, and after class just to bring her meals. Later, Grandma told me not to come mornings or afternoons anymore. Hospital volunteers were helping, so I only needed to come at night.”