Wyatt stared at the map, his voice trembling as he asked, "Luke, how long has it been since you last contacted your wife?
"How long has your wife been pregnant? Is it..."
Luke thought for a moment, realizing he didn't know how long I had been pregnant.
I found out I was pregnant at our daughter's funeral, but by then he already hated me deeply and didn't know how long I had been pregnant.
He shook his head in denial and said, "Same trick.
"Using the child to trick me?
"Last time, it cost our daughter, what do you want this time?
"Wyatt, you should call her later."
Huh, he didn't even want to give me a call, but he thought of Nora immediately.
Thinking about how he just called Nora with a gentle reminder, I felt so sad I wanted to vomit.
"Luke, do you know that you missed the truth again?"
"Luke, I can't reach her," Wyatt immediately made a call and hesitantly asked, "How about you go home and have a look?
"Even if you don't want to see her, you'll feel relieved when you see her.
"Just do it for the case? After all, all clues point to your neighborhood."
Luke wasn't a good husband, but he always cared about his work.
He didn't hesitate any longer, put on his coat, and drove home.