Veola Weckman said and took out a stack of photos.

All the photos were of her and Silas Mcnutt. The angle was very good. They were either very close or their heads overlapped, as if they were kissing.

Lanita looked at the photo and the smile on her mouth becomes ironic.

"I did meet Dr. Mcnutt, but I have nothing to do with him. We haven't done anything except meeting and chatting. If you don't believe it, you can watch the monitoring in the hospital. The picture there must be clearer and more convincing than these photos."

"You are clever now."

Veola Weckman had already prepared: "Even if you were innocent, but you secretly went to see a man in the middle of the night, which shows that your relationship is impure."

"Mother-in-law, I want to correct you for one thing. I'm not sneaky. I walked out of the front door of the villa step by step. However, it's really ill considered for me to meet a man so late. I'll carefully choose the time to meet people next time, but I don't want to explain anything. Just say what you want."

"What's that attitude?"

Veola Weckman looked at Kraig Weckman beside her: "Kraig, your wife has done such a shameful thing and is still so arrogant. What are you going to do?"

Everyone looked at Kraig Weckman.

Lanita also looked at him.

Kraig Weckman was still so calm. He gracefully put down his fork, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, then picked up another wet towel to wipe his hands, and then changed a dry towel to dry his hands. Finally he stood up, but his eyes looked at the front, still ignored Lanita, even ignored anyone in the hall, and said coldly, "I'm going to work."

"How can you indulge her so much? Kraig..."

Veola Weckman watched him stride away in dissatisfied gazes.

Lanita took the opportunity to say proudly, "Since my husband didn't say anything, then I'm innocent? Enjoy your breakfast. I will go up to have a rest. I didn't sleep last night. I am really tired and have to get a good sleep."

She was deliberately to say so, just to piss Veola Weckman off.

Veola Weckman's face was almost blue.

But Kraig Weckman, who had come to the door, heard her words, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

In the past, Alene Weckman would not be so bold, but today... She's a little interesting.

……

Noah group.

Assistant Jack Jenison walked to his desk with the document.

"Mr. Weckman, this is the information you asked me to check last night."

Kraig Weckman gave a simple order: "Say."

Jack Jenison opened the information: "You asked me to check the mobile phone number last night. The owner's name is Silas Mcnutt. He is 27 years old. He is the second son of President Mcnutt of the Mcnutt's Health Center. He is a cardiac surgeon. Miss Lanita's twin sister is his fiancee. They met abroad and fell in love for four years. Recently, they are preparing for the wedding, but her sister suddenly committed suicide, and their wedding is cancelled."

"What else?"

"Miss Lanita's sister is Lanita More, who was 24 years old. She went abroad at the age of 5. She has been growing up abroad and returned home two years ago."

"Do you have a picture of her?"

"Yes."

Jack Jenison turned over two pages of documents and put them in front of Kraig Weckman.

Kraig Weckman looked down at the photos on the document and stared at Lanita's face.

"Similar."

"Twins, they are identical in face, but their character is quite different. Miss Lanita is gentle and quiet, and she is..."

"She is?" Kraig Weckman asked curiously.

Jack Jenison did not make a direct conclusion.

He said gently: "In the data I investigated, Miss More was strongly opposed by Chairman More when she fell in love with Dr Mcnutt. For this reason, the chairman found another marriage partner for Miss More and forced her to marry the man. At first, Miss More pretended that she could not bear the pressure of chairman More and agreed the marriage, but she secretly asked the man to go to the hotel. She drugged the man in the hotel suite and hurt the man, although the injury was not dangerous for life, but for a man, the injury is really an unbearable thing, so the marriage between the two is over. In desperation, the chairman had to promise her to associate with Dr. Mcnutt. "

"Where did she hurt him?" Kraig Weckman asked again.

"..." Jack Jenison hesitated: "There were two things in the crotch, but now there is only one."

After hearing this, Kraig Weckman smiled happily.

He thought of conversation with her and his mother this morning.

"Jack."

"Yes."

"Under what circumstances do you say a person will suddenly become like another person?"

"Everyone's character is formed from an early age, and it's difficult to change suddenly, unless it's always pretending or deliberately imitating."

"Disguise, imitate..."

Kraig Weckman repeated softly, and his eyes became deep again.

……

Lanita dreamt of being killed again in her sleep.

Her head hit the floor so hard. The pain, dizziness and the feeling of scarlet eyes made her open her eyes and breathe in horror. Her whole body was shaking. At this time, a series of mobile phone bells playing pure piano were ringing in the bedroom.

She calmed her mood and got out of bed to look for it.

In the gap between the dressing table and the wall, she found a limited edition Hermes bag, took out the ringing mobile phone from it, but she didn't answer the phone, because the name displayed on the mobile phone was someone she didn't know at all. She didn't know how to deal with it, but fortunately, the mobile phone didn't ring again after hung up automatically.

Lanita put down her cell phone and looked at his bag.

There were several things in it that made her curious.

A thin document, a bottle of sleeping pills with a few tablets left, and a torn but reattached picture.

She picked up the picture and looked at the persons in the picture.

It was Kraig Weckman in his youth. Unlike now, he was very cute. He had a pair of very clear eyes, and his pupils flashed a little blue light under the reflection of the lens.

She stared at it for a while, then put it down, picked up the document and opened it. When she took out half of it, she had seen the big words "divorce agreement", and when she took it out completely, her sister's name was on it.

Sister wanted to divorce her brother-in-law?

Lanita was stunned for two seconds, then blinked, and smiled.

That's great.

She was worried that she couldn't cope with the man. Now the problem had been solved.

……

Nine in the evening.

Kraig Weckman walked into the bedroom, took off his suit, pulled down his neck tie, and glanced at Lanita lying in bed.

Lanita got up and looked at his handsome face.

"I have something to tell you."

Kraig Weckman ignored her.

He unbuttoned his shirt and went to the bathroom.

Lanita then said, "Let's divorce."

Kraig Weckman's feet stopped in front of the bathroom door.

He turned slowly and looked at her with deep eyes. His lips moved slightly and his voice was cold: "Are you going to divorce me?"

"Yes, I've prepared the divorce agreement. You just need to sign it."

Kraig Weckman's deep eyes showed a refreshing chill.

Lanita faced him, there was always an invisible pressure, which made her dare not breathe, dare not move, dare not look at him, but her gazes paradoxically locked on him, but Kraig Weckman approached her step by step, stood by the bed, despised her from a commanding position, and then... He reached out his hand.

"What are you doing?" Lanita thought he was going to hit her.

"Don't you want me to sign?" He reached out his big palm.

Lanita was surprised: "You agree?"

"It's you, not me, who want to divorce all the time."

"Ah?"

Lanita's mouth was opened.

Kraig Weckman looked at all her reactions.

Lanita hurried to sort out her messy emotions. No matter what happened between them, she'd better divorce quickly. After signing, she can be free and meet Silas.

She took out the agreement and pen quickly.

Kraig Weckman did not hesitate. With his pen, he signed his name.

Lanita looked at his name with emotion.

"It is said that eyes are the window of the soul, but now it seems that even if you have a pair of beautiful eyes, you may not have a beautiful heart."

Kraig Weckman was suddenly excited when he heard her muttering.

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing, just talking to yourself."

"Say it again."

“……”

Lanita also learned to treat him as air, took her packed luggage and walked to the door.

Kraig Weckman blocked her.

Lanita was completely arrogant.

"Get out of the way."

Kraig Weckman ignored her words and grabbed the divorce agreement from her hands.

"What are you doing? Give it back to me."

"Answer me a question."

"Give it back!"

"As long as your answer is satisfactory to me, I'll give it back to you."

Lanita glared at him angrily.

Kraig Weckman couldn't wait to start asking: "A little boy had eye disease and blindness when he was 14. One day when he was hospitalized, a strange little girl mistakenly broke into his ward. When she saw his eyes covered with gauze, the little girl said a sentence to him. Guess what the little girl said?"

Lanita listened to his narration and her memory came to her.

She seemed to have encountered such a scene.

"If I answer correctly, will you really give it back to me?"

"Yes."

"OK."

Lanita was confident: "The little girl said to him: your eyes are so beautiful."

Kraig Weckman's eyes were excited: "He was blindfolded. Why should she praise his good-looking eyes?"

"This is the second question."

"Answer me." Kraig Weckman was persistent.

Lanita was stubborn. She not only didn't answer, but also went to grab: "Give it back to me!"

Kraig Weckman raised his hand.

Lanita can't reach it.

She said angrily, "You broke your word."

"Yes, I just broke my word, so what?" He tore up the agreement with the other hand: "I won't divorce."

"What? You... You bastard, how dare you. You are not a man!"

"Whether I am a man or not, you can check it yourself." Kraig Weckman approached in one step.

Lanita's feet turned back in horror: "Don't....."

Kraig Weckman grabbed her arm: "We haven't taken a bath together for a long time. Let me help you tonight." He could check her body to see if it's Alene Weckman.