Chapter 411 Alaric, Do You Really Believe in Me?


Stellan helped Alaric flop onto the bed. The second he hit the mattress, Alaric felt the booze kick in hard, closed his eyes, and the room started spinning.

Seeing him like this, Stellan felt a pang in her chest. She knew ever since that night he saved her and woke up from a coma, he hadn't been right. Plus, with Marigold's death, he'd been down in the dumps. Stellan quickly undid his clothes, grabbed a towel and a basin of warm water, and started wiping his face and body.

"Galatea..." Alaric kept mumbling her name.

"I'm here," Stellan shot back quickly.

"Don't lie to me, don't hide anything from me..." Alaric was totally talking in his sleep.

"I know, don't worry. I won't hide anything from you. I'll tell you everything from now on," Stellan promised.

"Good..." Alaric's voice got softer and more mumbly.

He was wasted. Was it true that when people were drunk, their minds were the clearest?

"Alaric?" Stellan called out softly.

"Yes?" Alaric responded, sounding super lazy and dreamy, eyes still shut, looking half-asleep.

sec, and couldn't help but ask, "Alaric, those two eyewitnesses you found, they weren't real, right? They didn't see anything,

really talked about it, he just told

case was closed. Whether they were real or not, Stellan never knew. She really hoped they were real. If someone had actually seen it, she could prove her innocence. Alaric answered truthfully, but his brow furrowed tighter, "They were fake. I didn't want to do it, didn't want to lie to Neil, didn't want

become friends with Neil and would never lie about something so serious. But if he didn't lie, there'd be no proof of her innocence, and Neil would drag her to the station for all

evidence, Neil would still suspect her, right? To avoid that, Alaric chose to lie, which left him feeling tormented and guilty towards

had ditched his principles because of

she felt wronged too. Marigold had fallen on her own. She

believe I didn't push her?" After asking this, Stellan felt her heart race. She

leaned close to his mouth to

so much..." Alaric's brow furrowed

questions. "Alright, just sleep. I won't

just closed his eyes,

him down, then lay beside him. He was

up the next day, it was already 9:30 AM. Alaric felt the familiar hangover

the bedroom, Alaric felt a bit

help but laugh. "Did you lose your memory? Do you remember how you got

It felt weird. He hadn't drunk that much. Was it

Cormac bring me back?" Alaric

"Wow, you really did

driver brought me back? I really have

drunk before and didn't know what he was

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