One day, I smelled a strong perfume on him, and I never use that kind of perfume.
I guessed that bastard might be having an affair.
I didn't ask him but secretly observed his every move.
That bastard is indeed FBI, and I couldn't find anything for a long time...
Until half a year ago, I finally caught him taking a young woman into a hotel, the woman in the photo.
Because of this, we had a big fight, and then we divorced.
I kicked that bastard out of the house." Mrs. Winter said and wiped the corners of her eyes, "What happened between him and that short-haired woman? Why is the police investigating them?"
Luke replied perfunctorily, "The situation is a bit complicated, and we haven't figured it out yet."
"Will he go to jail?"
"Possibly."
Mrs. Winter's face showed complexity, "You can go, that's all I know."
"Thank you." Luke and Anthony left the house.
The two got into the car, and Luke muttered, "It's not Hugo Joduri who's connected to the mole, it's Sofia.
