&quot;In light of the evidence, David and Lucas had no choice but to admit that their actions were premeditated. The police have decided to press charges against them. However, given the severity of their actions, their sentences may not be too harsh.&quot;

 I raised an eyebrow. &quot;How did they know my license plate and where I was?&quot;

 The officer explained, &quot;David works as a mechanic at an authorized dealership. He says you had your car repaired there. He told Lucas your whereabouts.&quot;

 &quot;I see.&quot;

 &quot;David and Lucas’s families would like to meet with you to ask for your forgiveness. What do you think?&quot;

 &quot;I don’t want to meet them.&quot;

 &quot;Understood.&quot;

 &quot;Thank you. Let me know if there’s any further news.&quot;

 After hanging up, Alexander glanced at me. &quot;I’ve asked Graham Blackwell to handle this. They’ll pay for their ac

Soft, warm lips pressed against mine, and my heart skipped a beat.

 Alexander kissed me, his lips demanding, pushing mine until they were red and swollen. His tongue parted my lips, tasting the sweetness of my mouth.

 I placed both hands on his shoulders, my fingers brushing the back of his neck, feeling the short, clean-cut hair as I responded with equal passion.

 Our breaths tangled together, heavy and ragged in the enclosed space of the car. Alexander’s breath was warm, his large hand sliding down my body, tracing the curve of my waist.

 Suddenly, I snapped back to reality, raising a hand to stop him, my voice shaky, “Not now, we’re outside.”

 Alexander pulled back with a deep, lingering kiss on my lips before slowly withdrawing. A thin, silver thread seemed to stretch between us, snapping with a soft sound as it broke and fell onto the collars of our clothes, adding another laye

An hour had passed since breakfast.

 I figured Grandpa must have woken up by now, so I went to the hospital with Alexander.

 When we entered the room, we found two more people—Alexander's second aunt and a more distant cousin. In the corner, there were several boxes of gifts, clearly from visitors who had come to pay their respects.

 &quot;Ah, Alexander, Vivienne’s here.&quot;

 &quot;Second Aunt, Cousin,&quot; I greeted them as I walked in with Alexander.

 Looking around, it seemed Grandpa still hadn’t woken up.

 &quot;Why don’t you sit next to Nana?&quot; Alexander said softly to me.

 There was a table and two chairs between us, but he was worried I wouldn’t be able to see clearly, so he guided me over and sat me down on the sofa next to Evelyn.

 &quot;The young couple really gets along well,&quot; Alexander’s second aunt teased, smiling at us.

 She’d probably seen the news abo

&quot;In light of the evidence, David and Lucas had no choice but to admit that their actions were premeditated. The police have decided to press charges against them. However, given the severity of their actions, their sentences may not be too harsh.&quot;

 I raised an eyebrow. &quot;How did they know my license plate and where I was?&quot;

 The officer explained, &quot;David works as a mechanic at an authorized dealership. He says you had your car repaired there. He told Lucas your whereabouts.&quot;

 &quot;I see.&quot;

 &quot;David and Lucas’s families would like to meet with you to ask for your forgiveness. What do you think?&quot;

 &quot;I don’t want to meet them.&quot;

 &quot;Understood.&quot;

 &quot;Thank you. Let me know if there’s any further news.&quot;

 After hanging up, Alexander glanced at me. &quot;I’ve asked Graham Blackwell to handle this. They’ll pay for their actions.&quot;

 Graham Blackwell was a senior lawyer in the Legal Department at Vanguard Global Enter

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