There was a knock on his office door before the police chief could gather his thoughts. "Come in."

A policewoman walked in in a hurry looking flustered. "Sir, the suspect is complaining that he's in pain again. His face is pale and his facial features are distorted. It doesn't look like he's faking it. Should we send him to the hospital?"

"Send him over. Contact the hospital to arrange a detention ward." The police chief had a headache.

'He doesn't appear injured on the surface but is screaming in pain. Could it be an internal injury?'

However, the statement that he recorded stated that the man was the commander of the operation. He held Queenie and Luca hostage but did not participate in the fight at all.

'How could he have internal injuries if no one has touched him?'

The chief of police was not at ease. After all, the suspect had yet to be convicted. If something went wrong, he would not be able to sit firmly in his position. When the policewoman was about to step out of the office door, he urged her, "Make sure the hospital gives him a detailed examination. I want to know what's wrong with him."

"Will do." The policewoman hurriedly left.

After a while, the man who was curled up in pain was taken to the hospital by an ambulance. Several policemen accompanied the man to the hospital.

On the other hand...

After Luca had a leisurely dinner, she watched cartoons with the kids for a while.

The kids were starting school the next day, so the time they had to watch cartoons would be reduced soon after.

Luca looked at their childish faces. Abel had not told her what to do nor instructed her to take on any tasks.

However, she did not know how long she could be with her children.

In any case, she did not want to be Abel's tool nor did she want Nyla to grow up in that kind of environment.

After the cartoons ended, Luca said, "You'll start school tomorrow. Have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

the kids had not finished their winter homework because they had promised

certain that the children had completed all their

and

the three children answered

nodded and stood up with them, "Let's

Luca." Tommy stood up, excitedly took Luca's

slowed down when they passed Luke's

into his bedroom and handed her his bag. "Ms.

was there, and his stationery box was neatly placed

zip

me do this kind of

at her right

that it was heavy work even if

heart was warm. She felt very lucky to be loved so dearly by the father

was here

they did not reject her too much. They even knew how to care for and

that they were all her children,

were close-knit and acted just like any mother

it was natural for the kids to want to be close

neatly packed, and all their homework was in the school bag. Likewise, the stationery boxes

handed them

sighed leisurely as she counted

summer, autumn, winter, and spring. It

accompany Ms. Luca." Tommy turned to hug Luca's uninjured hand and moved up to hug

you talking about? You go to school, I go to work. You come back from school and I get off work. It's no different." Luca was worried

right." Lanie

Crawford's first-born great-grandchild, he was taught the importance of learning at an early

was no need for holidays. It was better to

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