Chapter 4

The next second, Scarlett grabbed Ethan's hand, her voice agitated.

"If the victim is pregnant, will that extend the sentence?"

"Ethan, this child can't be discovered."

"Lily taking the blame for me is already sad enough."

"We can't let her entire life be ruined in prison!"

Worry overshadowed doubt.

Ethan's attention returned to Scarlett.

He composed himself, nodding gently.

"You're right."

"Three years in prison is already long enough for Lily."

"I'll take care of this child."

He carried the tiny embryo to the riverbank.

Silently, he let go.

The swift current instantly swept it away.

I tried to reach out and stop him, but my hand passed directly through Ethan's body.

And that tiny life was gone, leaving no trace.

It was so small.

So small it had no discernible weight.

So small it couldn't leave any lasting impression on Ethan's heart.

My tears were nearly spent.

I thought at the end of my life, at least I would have this child by my side.

Now, it had been brutally torn from my womb.

With the body dealt with.

Ethan continued his finishing touches.

He cleaned the bloodstains, rearranged the body.

He placed a scalpel I often used near the corpse.

After ensuring everything was perfect, he calmly dialed 911.

"Chief Miller, on my way home, I discovered a hit-and-run case."

"I've already examined the scene."

"Preliminary assessment suggests the time of death was 9:30 PM, near Greenwood Lane."

"The hit-and-run perpetrator... could very likely be my wife, Lily Miller."

After the crime scene photos were sent, they immediately drew high-level attention from the senior officers.

The police promptly issued an arrest warrant.

The continuous wail of police sirens echoed throughout the city.

My photo, as the top suspect, appeared on the news headlines.

Alongside mine was Ethan's.

Facing the interview cameras, he was composed and articulate, handling the situation with ease.

"I love my wife very much, but I have my principles and unwavering professional ethics."

"After she's released from prison, I will steadfastly stand by her side for the rest of our lives."

"But as a forensic expert, I will never distort or conceal the truth for anyone!"

His striking appearance and emotional performance earned Ethan widespread praise.

People expressed sympathy and regret.

Such a good man, yet he was married to such an unworthy woman.

Ethan called me many times, but there was no answer.

He thought I had gotten wind of the investigation and fled.

He didn't realize I had been dead for quite some time.

Suddenly, public outrage quickly escalated.

The hospital where I worked immediately revoked my medical license and fired me.

My parents published a notice disowning me.

Saying I was a disgrace to our family, a stain on our name.

Unworthy of their years of upbringing.

Everyone around me condemned and reviled me.

Wishing they could instantly distance themselves from me.

Only Ethan was pleading for me.

He gathered information on the robber Scarlett claimed to have encountered.

He compiled it into new evidence and submitted it.

"Chief Miller, while a hit-and-run is inexcusable, Lily's actions were not without cause."

"The victim was a wanted fugitive robber; Lily acted in self-defense."

"Based on this, shouldn't she receive a lighter sentence once she's found?"

The recipient took the information and looked it over, raising his head in confusion.

"Professor Miller, could you be mistaken?"

"That particular robber was apprehended three days ago and is currently serving time in our county jail."

"How could that be?"

Ethan looked at the sheet-draped body in disbelief.

His voice trembled with fear.

"If the deceased isn't that robber, then who could it be...?"

Just as he spoke, the office door was pushed open.

A junior officer rushed in with a file.

"Chief, the DNA match results are in."

"The deceased... the deceased is Professor Miller's wife, Lily Miller!"