Enchanted By His Charm



Lilith lowered her head under his gaze.

Lilith couldn't envision what her life would be like once she successfully recovered from her drug addiction. She often experienced feelings of self-abasement and shame due to her struggles with addiction.

However, Jay had made a decision. Reaching out, he embraced her and said softly, "Lilith, I am not going to leave you alone. I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Lilith felt her heart almost jump out of her chest. Looking up, she saw the scars on his arms. She fondled his arms and felt sorrowful.

"I am fine. It doesn't hurt already," Jay assured her.

"I am sorry, Jay," Lilith apologized and felt self-condemned.

Jay lowered his head to kiss her forehead, but Lilith moved aside slightly.

"Lilith, I know you didn't mean that. You have lost your mind since the drug addiction occurred. You can't control yourself. Don't be self-condemned."

Lilith nodded but said nothing.

Jay suddenly remembered something and then asked, "Do you feel the same way when you take heroin?"

Lilith thought for a while and then shook her head.

"You mean you didn't feel the same?" asked Jay.

Lilith thought again but replied, "No, I mean, I can't remember anything at that time."

"You didn't know your Mom fed you with heroin?"

"Yes," replied Lilith.

Jay paused for a while and then continued, "Do you still remember what happened on the night when Ruby was killed?"

Lilith looked at Jay hesitantly since she was confused and didn't know why he mentioned Ruby's death abruptly.

"The drug addiction also occurred that night, right?"

Lilith nodded again.

"Was the housemaid with you that night?"

"Maybe," Lilith replied, but she was not sure.

"Your dad was also there with you, right?"

"I heard my dad's voice, so he might stay with me that night."

"What about your mother?" Jay asked again.

"I also heard her voice."

"Lilith, are you sure your parents stayed with you the whole night?"

Lilith turned to be vigilant and then asked, "Jay, are you suspicious about my parents?"

Jay stopped asking, embraced her, and said, "No. Don't misunderstand me. I just think your parents shouldn't feed you with heroin."

"Jay, don't lie to me. I am not a kid," said Lilith, who stared at him.

Jay had no choice but to tell her the truth.

"Okay, I have to admit that I suspect your parents."

"Why? Do you suspect that they killed Ruby or killed Roy? It is impossible. It can't be my parents. They are all kind-hearted. They would definitely not kill people," said Lilith agitatedly.

Jay hastily comforted her, "Don't get angry."

"They are my parents. How can I calm down? They also love Ruby and Roy. How could they be murderers?"

"I didn't say that they are the murderer. Lilith, calm down."

"You can't say such malicious words against them." Lilith burst into tears.

Jay stopped talking since he was worried about her, and he hastily apologized to her, "I am sorry. Don't be angry."

Lilith allowed him to embrace her and said after she composed herself, "Jay, please don't suspect my parents. They are really kind-hearted, and they would never kill people. They stayed with me the night Ruby was killed."

Jay was clear that she was influenced by sentiment, so he hastily coaxed her and embraced her into his arms.

However, Jay was getting more and more furious because he knew that Lilith's first reply was absolutely true.

Lilith only heard the voice of William and Kelly, but it didn't mean she had seen them.

Even if she saw them that night, perhaps they didn't stay with her for the whole night.

Lilith was unconscious when the drug addiction occurred, and she was not clear if William and Kelly were there with her.

In that case, William and Kelly didn't have an airtight alibi.

Lilith told the police that she could prove her parents stayed with her for the whole night since she wanted to give unprincipled protection to William and Kelly. But indeed, Lilith was not clear if they did stay with her that night.

It was horrible. Jay turned grim-faced and shocked.

****

It happened to be twelve o'clock when Irish arrived at the restaurant. It was the golden time for lunch, but Irish was unpleasant to meet Rosy.

Rosy was well dressed, and she wore a pair of shoes in a new style. She lifted her hand and gently touched the tip of the hair to reveal the earlobe where a shining diamond earring was hanging there.

Irish took a deep breath and then headed to Rosy.

Rosy greeted Irish with a big smile, and as soon as Irish sat down, Rosy said with astonishment, "Doctor Irish, every time I see you, you look so beautiful, except for the first time I met you."

They met at the small island owned by Joseph at their first encounter.

Irish remembered that the most embarrassing side of her was seen by this seemingly unintentional but shrewd girl, which was really annoying.

"I need to save my face in front of such a young girl," replied Irish with a soft smile. She looked up at her and then continued, "I am not a doctor now. Perhaps you didn't hear about this, but now I have gotten married to Joseph, so it is proper to call me Mrs...." Irish stopped since she was clear that Rosy must understand.

Irish said in an aggressive manner which shocked Rosy. But soon, Rosy smiled and said, "People always said a woman married to a wealthy family would turn out to be mighty. It sounds reasonable now."

"A wealthy family? He is working for the Lakes, and Runestone Group doesn't belong to him. And now he lost his job and was even regarded as a suspect by the police. It seems he is far away from a wealthy family," replied Irish, who looked through the menu at the same time. She called the waiter and began to order dishes. Irish asked Rosy after ordering a few dishes, "Would you mind if I order the dishes?"

Rosy shook her head while Irish shrugged and ordered a full table of dishes.

"This young lady will pay the bill," said Irish to the waiter. The man took a glance at Rosy and then nodded.

Rosy smiled at Irish and spoke after the waiter left, "Irish, it seems you don't bother with formalities when it comes to me."

"Do I need to bother with formalities with a wealthy woman who covets my husband?" Irish retorted with a smile, maintaining her composure but speaking sharply.

Shocked, Rosy widened her eyes at Irish.

"Why would you accuse me of coveting your husband?" Rosy asked, seeking clarification.