After Rebirth: The Alpha Ex-Husband Is Addicted to Me-Chapter 204: I’m Pregnant (Part 8)

"Give me the bracelet on your wrist."

"What for?"

"Throw it into the sea along with the clothes."

"Can’t I keep it? I really like this bracelet."

"It must be thrown."

Seeing he wouldn’t compromise, she had no choice but to take off the bracelet from her wrist and hand it over to him.

He took it, and threw it into the sea along with the clothes and shoes.

Lucy Eaton felt a deep sorrow, imagining how worried Jacob Green and her family must be over her disappearance.

She recalled the time she was abducted, mistaken for Flora Palmer, and how Jacob Green lost weight from worry.

"What are you thinking about?" Elliot Gill entered and saw her daydreaming.

"Nothing."

"Young Master." A subordinate’s voice sounded from outside, Elliot turned and opened the door, receiving the contract and inkpad.

"Put your fingerprint on it."

Lucy Eaton received it, finding it was a selling-S contract.

Unlike those sold on the black market, hers was a five-year agreement, different from a lifetime bondage.

The contract stipulated that within five years, she must obey his every command, and must not recognize anyone who knew her original identity. Any violation would upgrade the contract to a lifelong one, with only one copy kept by him.

Lucy Eaton pursed her lips, knowing well the power of such a contract; once signed, she would have to obey him.

Being controlled, she had no choice.

The moment she pressed her fingerprint, she seemed to hear her heart shatter, realizing the next five years she had to live as someone else, not as Lucy Eaton.

"Here."

Elliot Gill accepted it and looked pleased.

He took a black box from his pocket and handed it to her, "Take this."

Lucy Eaton took it and opened it to find a white pill, "What is... this?"

"It’s not poison, just a tool to make you obedient. Inside the pill is the Pot, and the Mother Pot is in me. If I lose the contract and you disobey or deny our deal, its effect comes into play."

"Only control? I need to hear all the truthful answers."

"If I die, you won’t survive; if I get hurt, you’ll feel pain too, and vice versa. We live and perish together." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Lucy Eaton didn’t expect he had everything under control.

"What if in five years you don’t remove the Pot?"

"You have to trust me," he looked at her, "I always keep my word and will do as promised. Besides, you have no choice now, either swallow it or be thrown into the sea with weights. You consider."

In the end, Lucy Eaton swallowed it.

"Don’t you already have enough bodyguards and maids?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then why have me do these things?"

His dark eyes burned into hers, "Because I want to keep you by my side... for inappropriate reasons."

"Wh... What?" Lucy Eaton stammered.

Seeing her startled expression, he couldn’t help but laugh.

"This isn’t our first meeting tonight, is it?" Lucy Eaton suddenly asked.

Elliot Gill raised an eyebrow, did she remember?

"Indeed, it isn’t our first meeting."

"Previously, there were eight thugs causing trouble in the hospital, the man in black on the upstairs was you, and once when I came out of Number Nine Residence and someone shared the elevator with me, that was also you, right?"

Elliot Gill’s mouth twitched, still, he didn’t recall where they first met...

"It was me."

"I don’t think it was a coincidence—you stalked me?"

"The hospital incident was indeed coincidental. I didn’t expect you could fight so well; only after investigation did I know you were Lucy Eaton, a neurosurgeon. The elevator incident was indeed because I followed you."

"Why follow me?"

"No reason, I just wanted to get close to you."

Lucy Eaton didn’t want to say more, sending him out, lying there alone and crying silently.

——

The news of Lucy Eaton’s disappearance spread quickly with Arthur Bennett’s intentional dissemination.

Ningham police searched everywhere but found no trace.

The Baker Clan, Green Family, and Lucy Eaton’s friends were all anxious beyond measure.

They stayed up all night.

The next day, Clan Green issued a reward notice, listing Lucy Eaton’s attire from the previous day. If her whereabouts were found and confirmed, the reward was ten million.

Enticed by the high bounty, many called in tips, but none were confirmed as true.

A month passed with not a single clue found.

During this month, Jacob Green couldn’t eat or sleep, neglecting work, leaving Green Family relying on Lily Green to manage.

Jacob Green suspected it might be Arthur Bennett’s doing, but had no evidence.

He also sent people to find evidence but got nothing.

"Young Master!" Oliver Green hurried in, handing him several photos, "Someone found clothes similar to Young Madam’s on the Earshore sea surface, and the coat looks identical; we’re not sure about the under-garments..."

Jacob Green took them quickly, and the long-tensed string in his heart abruptly snapped.

He knew exactly what undergarments she wore every day.

"This is her... clothing..."

Oliver Green’s heart leapt into his throat. With no news for so long, he had a feeling something bad had happened to Young Madam, and now...

"It’s sent by tourists vacationing at Earshore coast."

"Notify the police immediately, bring the search team over there."

"Yes, I’ll inform them now."

Jacob Green didn’t forget to inform James Foster and his in-laws waiting for updates together.

Upon arrival at Earshore, they found the clothes retrieved from the sea.

Initially, the photo didn’t show the whole pants, but now seeing the numerous bullet holes, Jacob Green’s suppressed heart erupted like a volcano, losing control instantly.

He collapsed, hugging the clothes, weeping uncontrollably.

Liora Hughes fainted in Jackson Baker’s arms, a crippling blow to the Baker Clan.

James Foster stood beside Jacob Green, overwhelmed by immense grief, never imagining she would one day leave without a word to another world. They had promised to grow old together, with her as an old granny, him as an old grandpa, visiting their grandchildren’s home for chats daily.

Ningham police, local authorities, and Clan Green dispatched over a thousand divers to search the sea one by one.

On the seabed, they found Lucy Eaton’s wrist’s white jade bracelet, a sandbag filled with stones, and her shoes.

All seemed self-explanatory.

Lucy Eaton had been murdered.

As for the body, need anything be said? This season, after so many days in the sea it must have decomposed and been devoured by fish.

This was unacceptable to all who loved her.

It was delighting beyond measure to those who hated her.

The news covered the incident extensively, with numerous netizens demanding justice and the perpetrator’s capture.