Then, Sofia wiped the saliva from Calvin's lips and apologized, "Calvin, I'm sorry. There's been a gruesome murder case, and I've been fully focused on solving it."

Calvin sighed. "If even you, the forensic genius, find it difficult, I can't imagine how horrible it must be."

Hearing this, Sofia told him all about the case.

When Calvin learned that the victim's heart was missing, he touched his chest.

"Sofia, do you think... it could be mine?"

Hearing this, Sofia froze for a moment before hugging him tightly.

"Calvin, don't think too much. There is no such coincidence in the world. Besides, I obtained it through legal channels. It couldn't be the victim's."

Listening to her blatant lies, Calvin nodded happily.

"Well, if it weren't for you, I'd be dead. I'll believe anything you say."

Sofia nodded gently.

Their gazes met, full of affection.

But then, Calvin's expression grew worried.

Sofia asked, "What's wrong, Calvin?"

"Sofia, your husband is terrifying. We just hugged each other for a while after not seeing each other for a long time, and he actually wanted to beat me to death."

"Why would you marry someone like him? What if he comes back to hurt me?"

Hearing this, Sofia's face darkened with anger. "He's always been small-minded and couldn't stand seeing me with you. But don't worry. This won't happen again. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Calvin's eyes lit up. "Sofia, does that mean..."

After a moment of silence, Sofia's eyes showed determination as she said, "When he returns, I'll divorce him."

"Really!?"

Sofia gazed at Calvin affectionately and nodded.

They kissed again.

Afterwards, she deleted my name from her call log without hesitation.

I was stunned.

I hadn't expected her to plan on divorcing me for Calvin.

Three years of marriage, and it had come to this.

But I was already dead. She'd probably be happy—there would be no need for a divorce anymore.

At that moment, Sofia's phone rang.

After a few words of reassurance to Calvin, she stepped out to answer it.

Andy's urgent voice came through.

"Sofia, have you reached your husband, Andrew?"

Hearing my name, Sofia, who had just decided to divorce me, frowned, "Andy, this is my family matter, you..."

Before she could finish, Andy interrupted her. "I'm not trying to meddle, but we've found a lead on the missing heart."

"It might be connected to your husband, Andrew."