Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

The servant had already collapsed to the ground and was motionless “Dad, she committed suicide!” Jasper Zeller exclaimed.

Everyone followed after.

Annalise Barton could not help but frown.

It was obvious there was a mastermind behind this incident, so the servant committed suicide.

But who was the mastermind? And who were they targeting?

Julian Parks was afraid that Annalise would be hurt. He immediately held her hand. “Follow me!”

Annalise looked at Julian in resignation and smiled.

Others might not know how strong she was, but how could he not know?

Who could hurt her so easily?

Julian knew what Annalise was thinking. He insisted, “It’s easy to dodge a spear in the epen, but it’s hard to defend against a hidden arrow.”

He pulled Annalise to his side, afraid that there was something fishy about the servant’s suicide.

Everyone rushed to the washroom and saw a pool of blood on the ground. The servant’s wrist was still bleeding profusely, seemingly continuing.

“Let me take a look at her.” Annalise squatted down and said to Jason, “Mr. Zeller, let me stop her bleeding.”

As he spoke, she inserted five needles in a row.

Everyone could see that the bleeding on the servant’s wrist stopped after a short while.

The reason Annalise told Jason that was to show everyone that she was trying to stop the bleeding so that she would not get into trouble and could not explain herself.

After stopping the bleeding, she took her pulse.

“How is it?” Jason asked.

Annalise sighed. “She lost too much blood. It’s too late.”

She checked the servant’s eyes again. Her pupils were already dilated.

The servant’s body was still warm for the time being, but it was gradually turning cold.

She did not know what this servant had experienced to be so determined to die and cut herself so deeply.

She had just taken her pulse. The servant should have been dead for a few minutes.

no one would be able to even if she was

arrived, the servant had already died in

confirming that the servant had committed

that there was no need and

the servant’s son that his

the servant had

than 20 years. How could they not have feelings

people grow attached to pets, let

you so stubborn?” Nancy

to

him back. “Alright, let’s not

swept across everyone in

had always been very united. They were kind, filial to their elders, happy,

children: three sons

son was Jimmy, and the third son, Quentin Zeller, lived

sons and a

had a son and a daughter. Other than his own son

big family. Everyone had always been very harmonious and

that wanted to harm

swept across

and there was nothing unusual about

was no way he would

servant said was true, she would

attempted murder, she wouldn’t be in jail for

The atmosphere felt suffocating.

sighed and said, “Fortunately, Grandmother is

madam. Now that it was time to end the moxibustion, she turned off the device and said,

You must be shocked. We’re sorry that this happened today,”

“I’m not shocked. Mr. Zeller, I’m sorry, but I may have

do you mean?” Jason had a bad

“From now on, I won’t treat the old

madam said, “Alright,

lived her entire life. Her man had passed away before he was 40 years old. In the next 10 years, she became both

she not know that Mary Zahn was just a

She was utterly disappointed.

seemingly united Zeller family wanted to

their target was this young

by the wind; a pile of sand on the shore will be washed away; and if one’s morals stand higher than the others, one would

who lived too well