Chapter 157
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'Last night you admitted with your mouth that you took Laura away, but now you deny it, don't you feel it's too late?"
Laura?
Derek's eyes were stunned, his expression determined. 'Laura? Isn't she in prison?"
Bertha pursed her lips and did not respond. Her eyes still looked at him coldly, as if she wanted to see how much longer he could act.
Derek knew she didn't trust him at all. 'Bertha, this wasn't my doing. Everything I did during this time was sincere."
He coughed twice then continued speaking. 'I wasn't happy to see Noa propose to you last night, so I secretly took him away. As for Laura, I don't know anything."
Bertha saw him speaking very urgently, and then she thought about Noa's incident last night, feeling a bit strange.
Those two things happened at the same time, is it such a coincidence?
If it's not him, then things aren't that simple.
Bertha's cold eyes narrowed slightly, she looked towards Derek, but there was still some doubt in her eyes.
Her hand pinched his cheek aggressively.
The man's cheeks were squeezed tightly, like two small dumplings in his mouth, his eyebrows were frowned, and his eyes were like a big dog that had suffered resentment.
'This time I will believe you. If I find out you're still lying to me, I'll immediately throw you in jail to see how many days you can last, or how long it takes for your juniors to get you out."
Having finished speaking, she angrily took her hand back.
Derek leaned back against the floor.
He was about to speak, but suddenly a scent rushed into his throat, he choked and coughed violently.
It was as if his lungs were about to fly out too.
He was not afraid of going to jail. Even if Bertha threw him in jail, not many people dared to act on him.
However, he doesn't want Bertha to continue misunderstanding him.
"If I lie, I won't be able to die properly."
Bertha tilted her head and looked down at him again.
His face was so white from coughing, his forehead was still hot, and he looked very painful when he frowned.
I don't know if it was because he was injected with that special medicine that made his whole body feel like he had a disease that wouldn't go away for a long time.
Even Tommy and Tyrone, when they saw his pathetic appearance, felt a bit sorry for him.
But Bertha's face remained expressionless, she stared at him, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a while, she looked towards Tommy and Tyrone and spoke. "You two, cook him some porridge and bring it here."
Tommy and Tyrone looked at each other, they were extremely awkward.
'Miss, I don't know how to cook."
Tyrone agrees. 'I don't know how to cook either."
Bertha was speechless.
Should she hire some bodyguards who are good at cooking next time?
She looked towards Derek lying on the ground, wondering if she should tell him to cook himself.
It seemed Derek noticed her eyes, suddenly he coughed more, he looked extremely pitiful.
Bertha pursed her lips.
'Okay, you two help him back to bed, I'll go make porridge."
"Yes."
After giving the order, Bertha got up and went downstairs. She found rice in the kitchen cabinet and started cooking porridge.
After Tommy helped Derek sit down on the bed, he went down to the kitchen to find her.
'Mistress, do you believe what Derek said?"
'Believe, but I don't believe completely. I only believe in the final proof. If it isn't him, then there will be some clue."
She thought for a moment, then continued to advise. "If he says he took Noa away, then you should investigate this to see if it's true what he said."
"Yes."
Tommy rubbed his forehead, and he continued. 'I still quite trust Mr. Derek."
Bertha's hand that was cooking porridge stopped slightly. 'What?"
'From the fact that he was able to take Cadell out of prison and still return without anyone knowing, then the strength behind him is not normal. The fact that he took Laura away was just a small matter. If he wanted to take her away, he would have done it a long time ago."
'Then he can go with Laura to another country, it's also difficult for the police to find, so after he completes this, why should he risk being discovered by you and continue to stay in the villa?"
Bertha said nothing.
Yesterday she was very angry, combined with the fact that Derek misunderstood her meaning, he strongly admitted it, so she didn't think further.
Now that Bertha thinks about it, there are indeed many holes in the details of this matter.
If not him, then who?
Why did that person want to take Laura out of prison?
Ultimately, what is the next step, what does that person plan to do?
Bertha was thinking about it when Tyrone suddenly looked very frightened.
'Miss. Porridge. The porridge is burnt."
Bertha's nose suddenly felt a burning smell. Only then did she realize it, so she quickly turned off the fire.
Luckily, the bottom part was burned, but the top part was still edible.
She told Tyrone to investigate Laura's matter and poured porridge into a bowl.
When he went upstairs, Derek's door was not completely closed.
Bertha was about to push the door open, but through the crack, she saw Derek pulling up his pant leg and applying medicine to his knee.
Because his skin became fragile, when he knelt last night, his entire knee and calf were bruised, full of bruises, and the wound was not light.
Bertha frowned. Even though she also knelt before, his knee was injured more than hers.
Since he signed the agreement with her, she couldn't remember how many times he had taken the initiative or been forced to kneel, and the injuries on his body were also more numerous.
