Leo looked puzzled for a moment, then said decisively, "It was delivered by Violet. She stopped me right outside the police station and asked me to give it to Ken!"
"Did you see her face?"
Leo tilted his head, recalling with some hesitation.
"She was wearing a mask and a cap with the brim pulled down low, but her figure and the tone of her voice were similar to Violet's. It couldn't be wrong!"
Wade wanted to say something more but was abruptly interrupted by Ken.
"I said, it definitely isn't Violet. She could never get into trouble. She's the most malicious one!"
I was overwhelmed by sorrow, never expecting to be seen in such a light by my husband.
But clearly, I had been dead for several days, and there was no way I could have sent the thermos.
I knew what was inside, so I hoped he would open it.
Ken, however, tossed it into the trash can without a second thought.
"From now on, just throw away anything she sends. It's disgusting!"
I was beside myself with anger, lunging to pick up the thermos, only to have my fingers pass right through it.
Wade sighed and was about to speak when Ken's phone rang.
It was from Lily.
He answered, his tone softening, even the furrow in his brow smoothing out.