This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375 The Culprit Has Been Caught

“All right. I was just teasing you. Let’s get down to business.” Placing both hands in the pockets of his white coat, Tim fixed Sonia with a serious gaze. “Sonia, do you have any opinions about the red mole on your left wrist?”

“What kind of opinion can I have about a red mole?” Sonia was confused.

Light reflected in Tim’s glasses as he answered, “Because the real reason the person attacked you this time was to destroy the red mole on your wrist.”

“What?” Sonia was stunned. “Destroy the red mole on my wrist?”

“That’s right. You don’t know what the injury on your wrist is like, but I know that the wound on your wrist is in the shape of a circle, and it’s only slightly bigger than your mole. So, it’s obvious that that person made you unconscious because they wanted to destroy your red mole.”

“I see,” Sonia murmured as she stroked her bandaged left wrist with her right hand.

Tim walked over. “That’s why I asked you if you have any opinions about your red mole. Or maybe that person wanted to destroy it because it represented something.”

Sonia’s dull eyes were filled with confusion as she shook her head and replied, “I don’t know. I was born with this mole, so what can it possibly represent?”

As the owner of the red mole, it was impossible for her to not know if it really represented anything.

Not to mention, it was just a red mole. She didn’t understand why someone would have something against it.

“All right. It seems like the secret behind your red mole is buried so deep that even you as the owner aren’t aware of it. But, there’s one thing I’m sure about.” Taking one hand out of his pocket, Tim rubbed his chin as he continued, “That is, this mole must present a threat, which was why that person wanted to destroy it so desperately.”

This was his deduction from a psychological point of view.

Besides this, he didn’t know how else to explain why someone would be so concerned about this mole.

“A threat…” Sonia lowered her head and repeated the word, feeling thoroughly ridiculed.

How could she not feel ridiculed? She had unknowingly gotten herself another enemy.

Moreover, she felt like her existence was a threat to everyone. For example, Tina, and now, this person.

Before this, Tina had felt threatened by her and tried to kill her, all because Tina figured only by doing that could she be together with Toby.

Now, even her mole had become a threat to someone.

What’s going to be the next threat, then? My hair? The dead skin on my body?

Noticing Sonia’s exhaustion, Tim adjusted the reclination of her hospital bed. “On the bright side, although this person sees you as a threat, she doesn’t want you dead. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be better for her to just kill you? She just wanted to destroy your mole, so I don’t think she’s going to do anything to you anymore. After all, the threat you pose to her is gone. As for why she feels threatened, we’ll be clear of it after we catch her. Okay, have a good rest. You haven’t fully recovered from your concussion yet, so you need more rest. Otherwise, you’ll feel nauseous again.”

Sonia nodded slightly. “I know. Thank you.”

In fact, she already felt nauseous now, and her head was spinning even more than before.

Closing her eyes, Sonia leaned her head to the side and fell asleep in no time.

When Tim heard her even breathing, he turned around and left.

In Midbert Village, Berthull, a few old people were sitting under a tree and having a whispered discussion while they stared at the police officers and several bodyguards dressed in black.

“Look, another group is here. What do you guys think they’re doing here?”

“I don’t know. But they’re policemen, so I think someone has committed a crime here. They’re probably here to catch them.”

“It’s not the Coopers, right? I heard that Leon hit his daughter-in-law so badly last night that she was sent to the hospital.”

“I don’t think so. You don’t need so many people to catch Leon. Just a few policemen would be enough. Why would they bring along those bodyguards who look like gangsters? I think that a fugitive has escaped to our place.”

The several old people chattered on, gossiping non-stop.

Not far away, in a black Mercedes-Benz, Rina was watching those police officers and bodyguards with a strange look in her eyes.