Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 72 You Killed Her

Without any hesitation, Ashton immediately continued to bend down, looking for ashes from the trash can.

It didn't take long for him to realize something. He said with a depressed face, "I can't find it. If the ashes are thrown in the trash can, how can I find it?"

He had just rummaged through the trash can, and the ashes had already been sca tt ered in the trash can and stuck to the pile of trash,

so how could he find it?

Deborah smiled lightly. "The ashes were lost a long time ago. Did you just realize it?"

Ashton's face was trembling and turned pale. He approached Deborah suddenly and asked unwillingly, "That's my daughter. Why did you throw her ashes?"

Deborah looked at the lun atic man in front of her. "What are you talking about? Didn't you call her bas ta rd all the time?"

Ashton was speechless. The palms of his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands stood out.

The word bas ta rd that he had said casually in the past had now become a thorn, piercing hard into his heart.

He felt that his whole heart was curled up together, and the pain was so severe that he tasted blood.

He lost his parents and finally had another relative by blood, his biological daughter.

That child was well-behaved and sensible. She would stick to him, calling him daddy timidly and fearfully.

But she was dead, and Ashton looked at the long corridor in a daze, which seemed to be empty.

After looking for a while, he seemed to see Alyssa again

Desperation spread, and then he suddenly remembered one more thing.

"Her lucky charm. Where is that burned out lucky charm?"

Those were the relics of the deceased. According to the custom of the funeral parlor, things like this would not be cremated together with the body and would be kept as a memory for the family members. Jeff immediately called the funeral parlor, and there was a hesitant response. "The lucky charm and the body were burnt to ashes

together."

It had already been burned, and there was nothing else to do. After all, Ashton didn't explain that he wanted to keep something at the beginning

Jeff hung up the phone, and he could only bite the bullet and tell Ashton the truth

Ashton couldn't accept such a result. "I don't believe it. I didn't see the ashes, nor did I see the lucky charm. There must be something wrong with it. The person who died may not be my daughter." Impossible! He finally understood everything. His daughter was still by his side, and together with Deborah, the three of them would live a good life in the future.

He looked at Jeff with a hint of hope. "Go look under that cliff and send out a missing person notice with a big reward. My daughter

is still alive. She must be alive and well."

His voice was in a trance. "By the way, go to the funeral parlor to see if there is any hair or other body tissues left from the body. I want to test the DNA. That body must not belong to my daughter."

Jeff said helplessly. "Mr. Mullen, Alyssa has indeed fallen off the cliff. You saw it with your own eyes that day. It has been more than a month since the day of the incident. It is impossible to find anything under the cliff.

"As for the funeral parlor, there are so many bodies that are transported and cremated every day.

"How could they still find the remaining hair of the body cremated more than a month ago and even get identified?"

Ashton was imitable and interrupted him suddenly, "I ask you to do it, so you just do it!"

He frantically stared at Deborah again. "My daughter is not dead, right? Why haven't you been so sad recently? Why don't you act up recently? You must know my daughter is still alive, right?"

He suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to check Deborah's pockets to see if he could find anything.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he got a sudden slap on the face.

Ashton was stunned for a moment, seeing Deborah's disgusted eyes. "Ashton, is it that difficult to admit that you were wrong, and you can't make up for it?"

Ashton finally stood still without making a sound.

Deborah took a step back, and her voice was cold. "Alyssa passed away, and I have already buried her. If you really want to make up for her, don't go to her again. Don't bother her. Just let her rest in peace. "What you shouldn't do is act like this, trying to find out the slightest bit of her remains. You would even dig her out and force her to watch your crocodile tears."

Ashton shook his head in despair. "She's not dead. Stop pretending."

Deborah said word by word, "Whether she is dead or not, Ashton, you know best when you saw it with your own eyes that day. It's not that you don't know she is dead, but you just don't want to admit that you killed her."

Ashton's lips trembled, and finally, he didn't try to search Deborah's pockets again or let Jeff go to the funeral parlor to find things.

They were right. It was such a high cliff, and he saw what had happened with his own eyes that day.

Even the falling car and the lucky charm were all burnt, which he saw with his own eyes.

He even looked at and identified Alyssa's body in person, which was burnt to the point of being blurred and horrific..

Alyssa was dead. Deborah was right.

Ashton didn't know what to do, so he spoke again after a while, "Deborah, let's have another child. This time, I will definitely treat her

well."

Deborah looked at him indifferently. "You are really hopeless."

She turned around and went straight back to the ward, ignoring him.

Ashton stood blankly in the corridor, thinking about what he should do.

What should he do to make himself feel better, to make himself feel less guilty, and to give Alyssa an explanation?

He thought of Ernest.

It was Ernest who falsified the result of the paternity test. Ashton took the blood and did the test. The result should not show that Alyssa wasn't his kid.

It was all Ernest's fault. Ernest deceived him, and Emest must be up to something.

Ashton left the hospital and called Richmond Hospital but was told that Ernest asked for leave suddenly in the morning and left Ashton looked at Jeff, who was driving. "Go back to Flora Villa. Send someone to find Ernest. No matter where he is, find him and bring him to Flora Villa!!

After driving back to Flora Villa, Ashton went upstairs and saw Helen sitting in a wheelchair in Alyssa's bedroom.

Nina pushed the wheelchair, and Helen acted like a hostess, ordering a few maids around.

"This stuff and those over there. Clear out all Alyssa's belongings. Throw them outside, and burn them!"

The window in the bedroom was open and many things had been thrown out.

A fire was lit in the yard downstairs, and many of Alyssa's clothes had been burned

Helen had no intention of giving up at all and ordered the maids to throw away Alyssa's used towels, toothbrush cups, and even her bedding.

A maid was holding a lot of things and was about to throw them out of the window, completely oblivious to when Ashton had come

in

Before she could throw the thing in her hand, her body was kicked suddenly, and she fell and hit the ground heavily.

The noisy bedroom fell into a deathly silence in an instant

Jeff had already gone to the yard downstairs to put out the fire

Ashton's face was gloomy, and when he got angry, he kicked Nina, who was pushing Helen's wheelchair.

Nina fell and pushed the wheelchair down out of inertia.

Helen, in the wheelchair, also fell to the ground with a loud sound awkwardly

The swaggering look on Helen's face disappeared instantly, and her face turned pale

Ashton looked at her with cold eyes. "What are you doing?"