Chapter 109 Timothy's Child?
Mabel was fuming, "Elizabeth, how can they just casually call you a murderer like that?"
Elizabeth's beautiful eyes sparkled with amusement as she scoffed, "Sweetie, they just have extra mouths."
Mabel burst out laughing, "Elizabeth, extra mouths? That would make them non-human."
"Exactly, non-human."
Elizabeth had never wanted to be the kind of person who pushes others into the abyss.
People just follow what others say.
Chatting is fine, but you need to consider what you're talking about.
After chatting with Mabel for a while, Elizabeth hung up because she wasn't feeling well.
Timothy had temporarily left for the kitchen while Elizabeth was on the phone with Mabel.
Elizabeth heard chopping sounds coming from the kitchen and got curious, so she put on her slippers and went to check.
Timothy was wearing a black robe, his slender fingers gripping a kitchen knife.
He was cutting spare ribs.
The key point was, there was a stand on the counter with his phone on it, playing a video about cooking spare ribs.
"What are you doing?"
Elizabeth looked at him, confused.
Timothy remained composed and said calmly, "Learning to cook. I'm going to cook for my wife in the future."
What?
Timothy waited expectantly for Elizabeth to be moved and rush over to kiss him deeply.
But Elizabeth just looked at him with a very serious expression, "Then you better learn well. If it doesn't taste good, I won't eat it."
She didn't want to eat terrible food, like the stuff Mabel cooked. She ate it once and got terrible diarrhea. It was too much.
Timothy fell silent.
This wasn't going as expected.
Wasn't Elizabeth supposed to be moved and come kiss him?
Elizabeth knew Timothy needed encouragement at times like this.
Without encouragement, Timothy wouldn't be motivated.
She said in a sweet voice, "Mr. Robinson, keep it up! Love you! Study hard! You can do it!"
After saying that, she turned around and happily left the kitchen to watch her show.
Timothy only managed to catch a glimpse of her graceful figure quickly leaving the kitchen.
He calmly withdrew his gaze, raised an eyebrow, and looked down to seriously study his first home-cooked dish: sweet and sour spare ribs.
At least she seemed to have recovered some energy.
Elizabeth had just sat down on the living room sofa when she received a call from Tom.
She answered the phone.
Tom's steady voice came through, "Elizabeth, can we meet? Armando wants to see you."
Elizabeth's face turned cold and she frowned. Before she could refuse.
Tom quickly lowered his voice and said, "It's about your suspected murder case. Armando has a video that can prove your innocence."
Tom didn't know the details.
Elizabeth frowned. Why was Armando suddenly being so nice? "Let's meet in the Carlton Hotel lobby."
When it came to the case, she couldn't let emotions get in the way.
The lobby had chairs and tables.
She would bring Timothy down with her!
Timothy was very pleased with Elizabeth's idea.
At 11 o'clock, Elizabeth and Timothy went down to the lobby hand in hand.
Armando looked up and saw Elizabeth and Timothy arriving together.
Armando stood up and greeted Timothy first, "Mr. Robinson."
Timothy casually glanced at Armando and pulled Elizabeth to sit down.
Armando also sat down. He didn't waste words and placed a USB drive on the table, saying coolly.
"A Mr. Sherman contacted me yesterday. He sold me this USB drive. The video on it can prove Elizabeth is innocent."
Timothy smiled faintly, "Well, thanks for that."
Armando's expression was bland. He checked his watch, then apologetically told Timothy and them, "I need to pick up my fiancée, so I'll leave first."
He really came just to deliver the USB drive.
After Armando left, Elizabeth picked up the USB drive from the table, puzzled, "Who is Mr. Sherman?"
Timothy answered thoughtfully, "My mortal enemy, a psycho. Have you heard of the Sherman family from Border Ridge City?"
Meanwhile, on the other side, Armando got in his car with a cold face, a dark gleam flashing in his eyes.
The only way to make Timothy not suspect that Armando was working with Jake was to pretend that Jake suddenly sold Armando a video.
"Go to the 'My Voice' recording site." Armando instructed.
If he said he was going to pick up Sherry, he would go. If you're putting on a show, you have to go all the way.
Timothy and Elizabeth returned to their suite and plugged the USB drive into the computer to open the video.
After watching the video, Elizabeth fell silent, because she didn't recognize the short-haired woman who followed Ian into the alley.
"She killed Ian?"
"She's Ian's daughter, Calla Smith."
Timothy had already investigated everyone around Ian several times.
When he looked into Calla, he actually had some suspicions, but everything needs evidence.
Without this video, he would need more time to investigate, and during that time, Elizabeth could easily be hurt by gossip.
Timothy continued to speculate with Elizabeth, "This was probably planned by Natalia and Calla together."
"They wanted you to take the blame. Ian, this person who now appears to be a good man on the surface, was actually very abusive when he was younger. He often beat his wife. His wife later died from depression, and after that he often beat and scolded Calla."
There are cruel fathers or mothers in society who can be heartless enough to harm their own children.
Calla had been beaten since childhood and grew up twisted inside, hating Ian to death.
At this time, Natalia told Calla there was a way to let Calla get revenge without going to prison, so Calla chose to do it.
Timothy first made a copy of the video before calling Joe to come pick up the USB drive and take it to the police station.
Then Timothy sent another message to his other subordinates, "Check if Armando and Jake have been in contact before."
Although according to Jake's crazy personality, he might indeed sell the video to Elizabeth's ex Armando to make Timothy uncomfortable.
But Timothy still decided to have someone investigate Armando.
Yosef originally didn't know why Elizabeth needed time off, but now he knew.
Emma called to ask him, and that's when he found out.
"Yosef, I heard from a friend about Ms. Penrose being suspected of murder. Is she okay now?"
Emma leaned against the sofa, touching her now-showing belly.
She had held back for a long time from calling Timothy.
She had been focusing on her pregnancy lately. If Elizabeth was caught up in a case, that would be good.
Yosef frowned, "I only found out when you mentioned it. Let me hang up first. I'll call to ask about the situation."
He wanted to ask Elizabeth if she needed any help.
Elizabeth received Yosef's call while lying on the sofa, having Timothy massage the acupressure points on her lower abdomen and calves.
She said to Yosef on the phone, "Mr. Sutter, no need. This matter will be resolved soon."
Hearing Elizabeth say this, Yosef felt relieved for her, "Okay, come back to work after you've handled everything."
Elizabeth smiled, "Okay."
The two hung up.
Elizabeth was very comfortable with Timothy's massage. She squinted her eyes and moaned comfortably.
Timothy's eyes darkened. He leaned down and stared into her eyes.
Her beautiful face had regained some color. "Elizabeth, the massage fee - should I settle the bill now?"
Elizabeth really didn't want to laugh, but she couldn't help it.
Timothy raised an eyebrow, looking at her with deep eyes, "What are you laughing at? Earning through labor is honorable, you know?"
They were too close, their breaths mingling.
Timothy was the first to surrender and sit up straight.
If he continued flirting, he would be the one suffering.
Elizabeth deliberately reached out her finger to hook his chin.
Timothy was speechless.
Greenview Mansion.
After calling Yosef, Emma called Matthew.
She said helplessly and anxiously, "Matthew, my stomach doesn't feel right. What should I do? Is something wrong with the baby?"
Matthew was shopping at the mall with a beautiful woman in his arms when he suddenly heard Emma say this. He was shocked on the spot, "What baby?"
"Where are you now? I'll come find you."
Matthew's usually charming, smiling face turned cold. He let go of the beauty in his arms and turned to leave.
"I'm at Greenview Mansion." Emma bit her lip and said softly.
The beauty had finally managed to hook up with Matthew, but didn't expect Emma to intercept him halfway. She was so angry she stamped her feet.
Where did this woman come from? So annoying.
Matthew took twenty minutes to drive to Greenview Mansion.
The gate guard had already received Emma's notice, so when he saw Matthew's face through the car window, he opened the gate.
Matthew parked, got out, and quickly walked into the living room.
He saw Emma touching her now-showing belly, looking scared and helpless.
He was so angry he cursed.
"Fuck, who's the man?"
Emma looked at Matthew, bit her lip, and said nothing, "Matthew, let's go to the hospital first."
Seeing she didn't want to talk about it, Matthew could only take her to the hospital for a checkup first.
The doctor said everything was normal, just that Emma was overthinking and needed to relax.
After leaving the hospital, Matthew drove Emma back to Greenview Mansion.
"Is it Timothy's child?" Matthew frowned and continued asking, "Is the child Timothy's or not?"
Emma hung her head, "Matthew, I don't want to say."
"Things have come to this point and you still don't want to say?"
Matthew had secretly asked the doctor at the hospital if the baby could be aborted now. The doctor didn't recommend it - the fetus had already developed.
Emma's tears fell, "Timothy chose to be with Elizabeth. I didn't dare tell him about my pregnancy."
Matthew was very angry, "I'll go ask him directly."
"Don't go, you can't go!" Emma stood up excitedly.
Her movement startled Matthew, "Sit down properly, don't get excited. I won't go, I won't go. Watch your health."
Emma looked anxious as she gripped Matthew's hand tightly, "Matthew, what should I do? Please help me. I really don't know what to do now."
Matthew frowned in thought, "I know Timothy pretty well. Right now his heart and eyes are full of Elizabeth. He won't marry you just because of a child."
Emma's face immediately turned very ugly.
"Unless..." Matthew looked at Emma's now very ugly expression and paused.
Emma's eyes reddened, "Unless what? Matthew, just say it."