Menantu Pahlawan Negara by Sarjana

Chapter 199

Aurelia looked up at the tall and burly security guards in fear.

She was afraid but she decided to bravely confront them.

However, Leslie shielded her behind him before she could even lift her foot.

“It’s my fault. I accidentally threw away my wife’s belongings, so I came to help her find them.”

Aurelia paused, not expecting Leslie to shoulder all the blame himself.

In the past, Seth would have found it embarrassing and left her to face the situation alone.

Noticing that Leslie looked rather formidable, the security guard softened his tone.

“Are you one of the homeowners here?”

“Yes,” Leslie nodded. “When is the garbage usually collected here? And where does it go?”

Aurelia looked at Leslie in surprise, finally believing that he was genuinely helping her solve the problem.

The security guard pondered the question for a moment.

“It’s collected at four in the afternoon. It’s past six now. However, the garbage in this area will be taken to the nearby garbage disposal station for sorting. But it’s been too long. You won’t be able to

retrieve it.”

The other security guard advised, “It’s dark now, and the rain is still heavy. If the items aren’t valuable, maybe it’s better to let it go.”

Aurelia clenched the handle of her umbrella and looked at Leslie, who was soaked from head to toe.

She reached out to tug at his clothes. “Forget it, there’s no need to look anymore.”

turned and walked

straight to the

mixed with the smell of blood,

on the tap and rinsed her wounds with water,

in the mirror,

memory her parents left her had also disappeared, and she felt

her lip to suppress any cries, but she couldn’t

soft, Leslie, who had just entered the door, heard

Chapter 199

of removing his shoes,

the umbrella on the floor, and left

bathroom for a

when she ran

had to

to find the living room completely

checked the clock

already

Where was Leslie?

Didn’t he come home?

her phone in her bag and

did, the

odor filled the entire

Aurelia wasn’t repulsed but

looked at the man

he was impeccably dressed in a suit, standing

with wilted leaves of

his black shirt, there were visible stains and

once crisply ironed dress pants now clung wrinkled to his legs, with droplets of