Maintaining Our Love

Ferocious Aura

There were no women, even the daily needs of the women had been lost. Robert Thompson's head was completely empty, and he sat on the edge of the bed almost lost.

"That woman...really gone?". Said Robert in a low tone and with a sad and pale facial expression. Lowering his eyes, he saw the documents on the bedside table.

A signed divorce agreement.

Robert Thompson looked at the document blankly, and suddenly he could not recognize a single word in it. That woman, really gone?

Hello and goodbye don't stay, just leave? Who gave him courage?

Robert Thompson slams divorce deal

it was violently, and the pages of the paper were instantly torn apart, and the entire room shattered.

Taking his phone, Robert Thompson called Alisha Young again.

"Sorry, the call you called has been cut off."

The downtime?

This time down!

Okay, Alisha Young, you are so brave!

Robert Thompson waved his hand angrily and directly slammed his phone onto the floor.

There's anger in his chest, Robert Thompson

didn't know the anger was coming, and didn't want to chase after him. He thought hard, he should get the woman back! Even if it is a divorce, it should be raised by him and abandoned by him, not like this.

Robert Thompson suppressed his radiating anger, pulled over the landline beside him, and called his friend Jackson Findlay: "Check where Alisha Young is! In ten minutes, I want to know of his whereabouts!"

On the other side of the phone, the person who heard this phrase Jackson Findlay was stunned, and his expression was very subtle: "Alisha Young? Don't you know where he is?"

Robert Thompson's chest was filled with anger, and he exploded ferociously. His ferocious aura almost pierced through the phone stuck to Jackson Findlay's shoulder.

"I'm asking you to check it out, not talk nonsense, or you won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Jackson Findlay's expression became even stranger, and he replied blankly: "Big brother, he's dead, don't you know?"

For a moment, Robert Thompson's mind went blank.

Jackson Findlay said clearly penetrated into his ears, but he felt that those words were like waves, hitting, crashing, and then coming back, what finally meaning was not left.

"What are you talking about?" Robert Thompson came to his senses with great difficulty and asked him every word in a resolute manner.

Jackson Findlay took a deep breath and said: "Half a month ago, there was a car accident on the airport expressway. A bus first rolled over and then caught fire. No passengers inside survived. Alisha Young, right in that bus."!

Robert Thompson was silent. He pinched the phone with his fingers subconsciously and forced out some gaps in the handset.

Jackson Findlay thinks about it, it's strange to think about it, and he owes it again: "Brother, if you never knew about this, wouldn't Alisha Young's body still be in the hospital right now?"

Robert Thompson did not respond, he did not even hear Jackson Findlay.

Jackson Findlay continued chanting alone: "Brother, that's not what I said, this matter is still wrong with you, no matter how great the conflict between you and Alisha Young is, however she remains on behalf of your wife, how can you leave him alone if something big has happened..."

Is that woman dead? died?!!

Robert Thompson closed his eyes slowly and was full of anger. When he opened it again, his eyes were red: "I can't believe that he's dead. Check for me. I cannot find his whereabouts. I want you to bury him!"

Leaving that sentence heavily, Robert Thompson dropped the phone. He did not believe the woman would die like this, of course.

To see the person in life, to see the corpse in death. All of this must have been a ruse and the way the woman was, how could she just die?

Robert Thompson stood up and walked

towards door. He was about to catch the woman acting in the show itself, But when he reached the corridor, he stopped again in confusion.

Where can he find her? Where does he usually like to go?, where does he have a home

besides here?, he doesn't even know...

After three years of marriage, she doesn't know everything but her name is Alisha Young.

By the way, Rachel!

Robert Thompson suddenly recalled, immediately turned around, and called out to Rachel.

"Rachel, what about Alisha Young?"

"Hindu?" Rachel's eyes turned red when she mentioned Alisha Young, and she choked and said, "Miss died in a car accident, and that bus burned her beyond recognition. I went to the hospital to handle his funeral. I don't know any other relatives that the young woman had. His ashes are still in my house, Master, do you want me to bring them to you?

Robert Thompson tightened his fingers hard, his nails slightly white: "The burns are unrecognizable, how can you be sure that he is Alisha Young?"

Rachel shouted, "This is a young woman. The phone he was holding belonged to the young lady. Besides, when I went to the hospital, the woman's body was not claimed..."

Robert Thompson shook his head loudly, his voice raucous: "No, it's not him."

Rachel cried and sighed, wiping away the tears alone, without speaking.

Robert Thompson dropped the house phone and raised his hand to cover his face, as if he could suppress the waves of anger and discomfort in his heart.

She couldn't believe that the woman had just died. Outside the window, the sky turned white.

Robert Thompson covered his face and sat on the edge of the bed all night.

The sun was still shining, falling on Robert Thompson's feet, and the divorce agreement was there.

She slowly lowered her hand, revealing red eyes that had not slept through the night, her original pretty side face, vaguely horrifying.

Looking down, he stared at the messy pages of the divorce agreement on the ground, suddenly getting up and stepping out of the small villa.

Villa Jackson Findlay.

On the table, all kinds of documents were scattered, and in the chair next to him, Robert Thompson, who had not slept for two nights, sat down.

Due to the excessive staying up late, his eyes were already red, and a black beard appeared on his chin which was always slippery, looking embarrassed.

Jackson Findlay brought a glass of warm water and placed it next to Robert Thompson. He reluctantly persuaded, "Sister, don't read it. What if you see accident information? It still can't be changed. The fact that Alisha Young is dead! Buses Here, there are documents that are usually burned, there is baggage, and... "