After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 Who was the Murderer? Aurora Robertson?

Sion pressed his lips. His face was covered with frost, cold but with a touch of doubt.

"Are you sure?" Sion asked.

With a surprised glance at Sion, the doctor who did not expect his professional diagnosis would cause doubt, said, "Given the six years dedicating in my job, I am responsible for each word I said. So you can trust my diagnosing."

"…Sorry, just for confirmation."

"Sion…"

Nevaeh murmured, almost leaning against Sion. Her strength seemed to be exhausted by the doctor's diagnosis; her eyes turned scarlet after cry, with tears streamed out instinctively.

"Did it…Harry suffer during the last moment? It must be painful quiet much…It's my fault…my fault…"

The conflict between Nevaeh's guilty face and his doubt about Aurora Robertson's possible involvement with the dog's death consigned Sion to an embarrassing state in which he could not find a proper way to comfort the woman in front.

This was not new to the doctor who came to comfort the pet's owner.

"Don't get too upset for it. Its posture tells it did not struggle long in the last moment. So it might be not that suffering."

He glanced at the dog, a Border Collie with good figure, and said pitifully, "Death might be a sort of release for him."

"Avada's health condition was not good for years, and its poor digestive system caused its frequent visits to the hospital. So maybe…" Sion said.

His voice was as low as his heart; with gentle pats on Nevaeh' shoulder, he gazed at Avada as if he wanted to penetrate the truth, and added, "Maybe now it's finally free from disease."

"But…but he just returned to me."

She seemed reluctant to farewell her pet, seizing her grip on the man's arm.

With a pair of misty eyes, she murmured in a tone seemingly unintentional, "How come…it looked good before it reached…So healthy. Was it unwilling to return to me because it disliked me?..."

The sentence ended with tears coming back to her who was seemingly overwhelming with despair.

Sion tightened his chin for Nevaeh's question reminding him another clue.

Was Aurora Robertson the real murderer?

And did the reason for her act root in his insistence to return Avada to Nevaeh?

If she was that unwilling, she could insist and he would give up in the end.

How could she…

Feeling the anger ballooning in Sion, Nevaeh glanced at him innocently and begged wiping her tears, "Sion… can we just take Harry home?"

From the start to end, she kept calling it Harry, reluctant to accept the name by Aurora Robertson.

"As you wish, "Sion replied.

Meanwhile, he withdrew the chill from his eyes, and looked to the doctor besides, requesting, "Can you please do us a favor to cremate it?"

"My pleasure," the doctor answered.

Soon he completed the death statement, printed and handed to the owner for signage.

They did not waited for long before they fetched the box containing Avada's bone ash.

Nevaeh stared at the box, with her hands shivering.

Sion stretched his hand to take the box over, looked at her with a bit concern, and suggested, "How about you just come back for a rest now? And find another time and suitable place to…"

"Ok."

With a sudden drop of her leg, she clenched the man's arm for support, and said with a bit hoarse voice, "I must find a good place to bury Harry."

"Great."

Sion responded her emotionlessly and pulled opened the car door for her.

On the car, Nevaeh sat in silence with her mind loafing about. It seemed that her soul was expelled for the heartbroken fact.

As they reached her home, she fetched the box back. Her eyes were flickering under the sun, which seemed unable to focus.

"Sion, do you have to go now?"

"Yes."

Sion nodded without a second thought and said, "I have to go for some business. Take a good rest. And don't stuff your mind with those unnecessary."

"When will be the next time you come for me?" Nevaeh asked, watching the box in her hand, "Harry must wish for a farewell not only with me, given his lively character. So can we give it a funeral together?"

"…All right." Sion said.

He was eager to find out if his guess was right that Aurora Robertson set a hand in Avada's death.