Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1130

The calm facade on Sabrina’s face finally began to crack as she menacingly glared at him. “Shut up! You’re not allowed to say his name!”

“Why can’t I? It’s a fact that he has failed. If not, then why did he die from that bullet?”

At that, he jabbed his finger in the direction of the bullet on the ground.

At that instant, the woman’s face turned ashen, and she shuddered. In the next second, she raised her hand and slapped the man.

Smack!

A loud and clear slap echoed in the forest, making birds fly away in surprise.

“Shut up right now! Don’t you dare slander my husband! He did not fail. He died from the bullet because he couldn’t win against a whole group of people! It’s not his fault!” the woman screamed in his face.

Not only did Edmund fail to slap her, but he was even slapped by her.

His face was on fire from the powerful slap, but he turned to the side and licked the corner of his bleeding lip.

Then, a relieved grin appeared on his face.

Yes, this is what’s normal.

“Fine, fine. You’re right. There’s nothing wrong with him, and it isn’t his fault. Then are you still going to avenge him? If he had lost against the people, do you really think you, a woman, would be stronger than him?”

Sabrina nearly slapped him again.

She had never hated a man as much as that moment.

Noticing that she was still in the same spot, Edmund said, “Think about it. This is a firearms smuggling case; you can’t resolve this with mere fighting. That bullet in your hand. Do you know why he ended up getting shot at? It’s because it’s very different from the usual bullet in terms of trajectory and weight. Devin is a high-ranking military officer who has been in countless battles, and yet, he never noticed it coming. What about you? What can you do?”

Then, he pointed at the tree that he had shot at earlier.

Sabrina quietly looked at it.

Despite the fact that the bullet was what passed through the tree, the hole it made was as if a laser had gone through it.

Sabrina swayed. Finally, she slumped to the ground.

Edmund rushed over to hold her.

“I’m the one to blame. I killed him. It’s me who killed him.”

“What are you talking about?”

“If not for me, he wouldn’t have stayed in Jetroina for so long. Things wouldn’t have reached this unsalvageable point. It’s all because of me that he ended up dying in their hands.”

The woman ultimately let down all of her guards and began wailing in the middle of the forest.

Yes. If not for me, he wouldn’t be dead.

That woman of the Woods family had said that she had asked her father to send Devin the letter, but that day, at Jetroina, Sabrina had kicked up a fuss after seeing Waylon.