"That's because you've killed too many people, so you forgot!" Nicole Seys mocked coldly.
"Believe me this time, I'll find out the truth in the shortest time. If I really did kill..."
"I heard your voice, your gunshots, and Wade's weak last sound with my own ears. Jose Floyd... you are the murderer!"
Her words, so firm and resolute, burned his heart.
For the first time, he took the initiative to explain to someone, desperately wanting someone to believe him, only to be ruthlessly denied.
Jose Floyd's thin lips pressed tightly together, had lost their warmth.
He had never cared to explain anything, but this time, he just wanted to find the truth and make her believe him. Because he knew that if this hatred wasn't removed, for this lifetime, Nicole would always hate him.
"Jose Floyd, I still say this: don't appear in front of me, not even in death! Because at any time, anywhere, I'll want to kill you to pay for your crime!"
