Accidental love II

Chapter 73 Flash Marriage

Janice suddenly had a bad feeling. She clenched her fists.

"Mr. Clinton, there is a cop coming for you." The servant outside the door shouted loudly.

When Janice heard the word "cop", she was nervous. She frowned.

The police came here too often recently. Every time when they came, there was not a good thing.

Maybe this time, it was the same.

Marcus looked calm, and then said, "Please come in."

Gavin walked over to open the door. Then he saw a cop standing at the door. The moment the door

was opened, the cop glanced around, and finally froze on Marcus.

He went straight to Marcus, looked up and down, and asked in a deep voice, "You are Marcus, right?"

"Yes." Marcus replied calmly, unable to hear any emotion in his voice.

"We suspect that you have something to do with the murder that happened last night. You have to get

investigated." The cop said with a sullen face. His tone was extremely tough.

Janice felt tense.

The murder last night? Was it Ada? How could Marcus have anything to do with her death?

Janice just watched the surveillance video. He didn’t leave the study after entering. Besides, he

couldn’t walk. How could he avoid others and run to the back mountain to kill Ada?

Janice stiffened and hurriedly explained, "Police officer, he stayed at home last night and never went

out. How can he kill someone? If you don’t believe me, you can check the surveillance video here. He Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

has an alibi!"

However, the cop obviously didn’t believe her. In the eyes of the police, the surveillance video at the

suspect's home was unreliable!

The cop glanced at her sideways, then returned his gaze to Marcus, and said sharply, "Marcus, we’ve

got a witness as well as physical evidence. You’re a serious suspect. Go back and get investigated with

us."

After that, the police walked to the back of Marcus' wheelchair, trying to push him out of the study

directly.

Marcus didn't say a word. He just frowned. His face looked even more gloomy.

Seeing that the police were about to take him away, Janice slammed forward and blocked the front of

the wheelchair. She opened her arms suddenly with extremely determined eyes and shouted hoarsely,

"He didn't kill anyone. You can't take him away!"

The cop didn't expect that she would rush out suddenly. A touch of disdain flashed across his eyes. He

roared, "If you’re attempting to prevent the course of justice, I can sue you and take you away

together."

Hearing that, she widened her bloodshot eyes.

Well! In that case, she could be with Marcus!

Just when she was about to respond to the cop, the man in the wheelchair said slightly, "Janice, don't

do that."

He pursed his lips and shook his head at her, motioning her not to confront the police directly.

"Get closer. I have something to tell you."

Marcus’ tone was no longer as cold as before, but his face was still gloomy.

Janice squatted down obediently, keeping her eyes parallel to him. Her eyes were filled with

grievances.

Marcus fumbled and put his hand on her black hair. Then he patted her head gently, and said softly,

“Janice, don’t worry. I didn’t kill anyone. They won’t do anything to me."

"But, but..." Janice stammered in anxious words. She was already in mess, unable to restrain the

tension and anxiety.

"I'll be fine. Just wait for me to come back." Marcus deliberately slowed down his tone. His voice

contained pampering.

Janice knew that Marcus was comforting her. The certain emotion accumulated in her chest was about

to burst out. Tears welled up into her eyes.

"Police officer, let's go." Marcus said calmly. There was a composure on his face.

Janice stood up reluctantly and watched the police lead Marcus out of the study.

"Mrs. Clinton, don't worry. I will take care of Mr. Clinton." Gavin turned his head and said before going

out. Then he walked out with the police.

How could she not worry? !

It was obvious that someone wanted to frame Marcus. The police said just now that they had the

witness and physical evidence, which proved that the enemy got well-prepared. Marcus would

definitely be asked if he was the murderer. If the police didn’t believe him, would they keep him

detained in the police station?

Janice was so anxious that she was walking forth and back around the house, unable to calm down at

all. It seemed that only by pacing constantly could she stimulate her brain cells and make her think of a

way to rescue Marcus.

Who on earth could save Marcus?

She couldn't tell Grandpa and aunt about this. Grandpa was getting old. Janice was afraid that he

would get sick after hearing it.

Then, the only person she could talk about in the Clinton family was Vincent. Now, she had to ask him

to get to know the situation in the police station.

She immediately called Vincent and briefly told him what happened. He replied that he would come to

her immediately.

After a while, Vincent walked into the house quickly and said straightforwardly, "Don't worry. I will go to

the police station right now."

"Thank you!" Janice said solemnly.