TRAP

"Do you know where Edgar is?" asked Elissa hurriedly.

"I saw him walk out of the hotel earlier."

Elissa left immediately. She grabbed her sling bag and ran outside. Elissa pressed two elevators at once. But both of them had just passed the floor where she was standing. Not wanting to wait long, she finally rushed down the emergency stairs. She didn't care about the height of the bed. She had to go down. Her only thought was one: she wanted to see her husband immediately.

She shouldn't have said that. She should not have accused Edgar of anything. She knew herself that her husband was a good man. As far as she had researched in the past, Edgar had never once wanted to touch a woman's skin, let alone hurt it. So she should have known that Edgar could not have done such a stupid thing. There was no way Edgar would again poison Elissa with such an unholy drug in public.

Elissa's breath caught. She was downcast while holding the iron staircase divider. An inch of a sweet memory with Edgar