Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 1440

She was terrified.

When she first heard about the fire, she thought that the hotel lacked safety measures. Quill and the others were afraid of the impact of the fire, so they canceled the wedding.

However, when she heard that he was in the ambulance, Yulia was in a state of panic.

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"Wh-What are you doing? What are you doing with my collar? Let me go!"

"Tell me, how are they?" She continued asking, She looked extremely anxious.

The man said helplessly, "I don't know, Miss. I'm just a guest. I'm just here to attend the wedding. All I know is that they went into the ambulance. As for what happened after that, how am I supposed to answer you when I'm not there?"

After hearing what he said, Yulia gradually calmed down.

Yes, he was right. He did not follow the ambulance. How was he supposed to know what happened after that? Forget it, she should not force him. Thinking of this, she loosened her grip on his collar and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was too agitated. Do you know which hospital they went to?" "Yulia."

A familiar voice could be heard. She raised her head and saw Ernest walking toward her.

"Ernest."

Seeing him, she walked quickly towards him. The first thing she said was, "How is Quill?"

"I don't know the specific details, but I know which hospital he is in. I'm going there now. Do you want to come with me?" He waved the car keys in his hand. She answered "yes" without any hesitation.

"Let's go then."

He took her to the car. There was no one along the way. It was quiet all around. He suddenly said, "I heard that the fire happened in the bride's dressing room. Don't you think it's strange?"

Hearing this, she paused for a moment. She thought of what he just said.

Was he trying to test her? Otherwise, why would he say something like that?

Thinking of this, Yulia bit her lower lip and looked directly into his eyes. "Ernest, are you suspicious of me?"

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Why are you so nervous? I'm just wondering about the process. Why are you putting the blame on yourself?"

"Because I like Quill," she answered without hesitation. "Vera and I are rivals in love. You told me that there was a fire in her dressing room. Wasn't that statement directed at me?"

"Well, based on what you said, you are indeed the most suspicious one."

If he denied it, she might think that he was testing her. However, now, he was so straightforward, and this rendered her speechless.

After some time, the color in her face drained.

"Ernest, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that it was I who set the fire? Why don't you think about it? Do I have the ability to do that? No, do you think that I'm such a person? You watched me grow up. Even though we're not biologically related, you have treated me like a sister, haven't you? Now, you suspect me, but it's true that it's hard to think of anything else under such circumstances." Content

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Despite this, she didn't do it; she just didn't. She had to remain steadfast.

Unexpectedly, Ernest just stared at her. He said meaningfully, "I didn't say it was you. I was only analyzing the situation. If something happens to Vera, after all, you are the opposite. If you didn't do it, then who do you think did it?"

"How would I know, I..."

Yulia tried to argue, but as she spoke, she suddenly thought of something. She was reminded of what Jasper said to her.

He said that he was going to help her and do something for her.

Was this what he meant?

Thinking of this, the color in her face disappeared, and she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.

If this was really Jasper's doing, then he...

Ernest's eyes never left her face. Naturally, he noticed the change in her expression. He knew that something was wrong. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Looking at your expression, I'm guessing that you know something?"

His voice pulled her mind back. When she looked into his eyes, her lips moved, and she made a sound from her throat.

"No, I don't."

She lowered her eyes, no longer daring to look into Ernest's eyes. "I didn't do this anyway. Even if I don't like Vera, I would never do something to hurt Quill."

She knew that Quill thought Vera was more important than she was. Killing her was equivalent to killing him, so Yulia never thought about doing anything to Vera.

If she really wanted to do something to attract his attention, then she would hurt herself.

She had done that before, but Quill did not really seem to care about her.

As for Jasper, she had thought that it might be him, but she had not figured it out yet. Moreover, she had never seen him since that night. Perhaps he felt that there was no hope for him, so he went back. Why would he still do these things for her?

However, she exposed too much information with her expression just now, so Ernest's eyes lingered on her. Just when Yulia felt that she was unable

to bear it anymore, the anxious gaze slowly moved away. Then came the sound of a car door opening.

"Get in the car and go to the hospital first."

Hearing this, Yulia breathed a sigh of relief and followed Ernest.

He was thinking while driving. In fact, he did not doubt her at all. If she wanted to take action, she had many opportunities before this. There was no need to wait for that day. Moreover, he saw how she interacted with those around her just now.

Hearing about the fire and Quill's injuries, she looked confused. She didn't know what happened at all, which meant that she did not have a part in the matter.

However, even though she did not participate, did that mean that what happened had nothing to do with her?

He was afraid that it was not that simple.

Of course, he did not say this. The truth had to be verified further. After it was confirmed, then he would say something.

After Yulia fastened her seat belt,

her thoughts drifted far away. Although she had not seen Jasper over the past few days, she was qut getting drunk the night before. When she woke up, she was in her own house. Who could have sent her home if not him?