The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 140

Without thinking, the crowd directed all their frustrations at Nora.

"This woman is too much, isn't she? We all just narrowly escaped with our lives. It's understandable to be anxious and want to know what's going on. How could she get physical?"

"I know that girl. I heard she was here waiting for someone. What terrible luck to be here when our building caught fire. I saw her when I was coming down earlier, crying and running. It was so pitiful."

"Tsk, tsk. What did we do to deserve this? As if this whole disaster wasn't enough, now we have to be bullied by these cold-hearted people."

"Right? The world is really going downhill. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be a cop now. What does a woman like her know anyway?"

"She doesn't even have basic empathy. What kind of cop is she? Can she even solve a case?"

The belittling and accusatory remarks came one after another.

Nora, who had done nothing, was being painted as completely worthless.

Nathan returned after speaking with the officers at the scene and saw what was happening.

Mia was on the ground, throwing a tantrum, while Nora stood alone, condemned by everyone.

His brow furrowed, but instead of stepping forward, he stood quietly to the side, waiting.

"Captain, aren't we going to do something?"

The officer beside him also saw the scene and felt a fire burning in his chest.

Dr. Hayes was a treasure to the department. These people were just jumping to conclusions, daring to spread baseless rumors.

"No need."

Nathan said, "She can handle it."

The officer looked at Nathan with surprise.

Just as he was about to ask, "How do you know?"

The best way to deal with a clown like Mia was to ignore her.

Nora didn't even need to do anything; Mia would work herself into a rage all on her own.

Sure enough, seeing Nora ignore her, Mia became agitated. She scrambled up from the ground and shouted at Nora's back, "What are you so arrogant about, Nora? You think you're so great just because you work for the police? Can someone like you even find the killer?"

"Don't think I don't know, you used to—"

"What's all the noise about?"

Nathan strode forward.

His presence was so commanding that the scene immediately fell silent.

Nathan's sharp gaze swept over Mia and the others. His voice, neither loud nor soft, carried an immense sense of pressure. "This is a crime scene. Do you think this is a flea market?"