Chapter 392 Arson


    Only then did J remember that someone from the property management authority had called


    her this morning to give some details about the fire.


    She had been so worried about Ethan''s injury at the time that she soon forgot about it.


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    "The property management staff called earlier and told me that they''ve obtained some results from


    the preliminary investigation," J said now. Her brows furrowed as she tried to recall the


    conversation. "He said that the electric wiring of the unit below ours was faulty, which eventually


    caused a short circuit that led to the fire. They still have no idea how the wiring got damaged,


    though, since the unit has been unupied for a long time."


    Ethan stared at her and mulled over this information. "It is strange, isn''t it?" he asked after a while.


    That made J pause.


    "Yes, I also felt that something wasn''t right about the whole thing. The staff reassured me that the


    community''s fire safety measures has always been top-notch. Even if it was a short circuit, the


    rms should have been triggered as soon as the wires ignited. What''s more, Laney told me that a


    huge truck was parked in the neighborhood the entire time that night, and the driver was nowhere to


    be found. It was blocking the way, and that was why the fire engines got dyed with their


    emergency response. I wanted to ask the staff about this, too, but he sounded so apologetic and


    ashamed that I thought it best to let the matter go for now." She was much calmer as she recounted


    all that she knew.


    But Ethan''s face only grew darker with every word she spoke. "I don''t think this is an ident at all.


    It looks deliberate. Arson, pure and simple." He pondered for a few seconds before adding, "The


    property management of our neighborhood has always been strict, whether it involved the tenants


    or their guests. Plus, you mentioned there''s the truck that night. No sensible driver would park their


    vehicles in an area allotted for firefighters or emergency responders, yet such a thing happened on


    this one particr day. It just couldn''t have been a coincidence."


    J pursed her lips, not knowing what to think of the whole incident. She wasn''t the type to think


    the worst of other people unless there was proof of their misdeeds.


    The Lester family couldn''t have been behind this terrible affair, or could they?


    "Well, let''s leave it to the authorities. You just have to focus on your recovery. We can go over the


    detailster, once you''re all better." With that, J opened the lunch box she had brought. "Frank


    said that you need a proper rest for the next few days."


    She carefullyid out the dishes she had prepared—beef bone soup and some pickled vegetables.


    At first, Ethan had no intention of eating at all. He simply didn''t feel like it. However, as the tempting


    smell of food filled the air, he found that he had a rather healthy appetite.


    "Here, drink this soup before it gets cold." Even as she said it, Jdled a spoonful of the broth


    herself, blew on it, and brought it to Ethan''s lips.


    He slowly obliged. The warmth of the soup spread in his mouth and glided down his throat before


    settling at the pit of his stomach. Just like that, the tension in his body loosened up, and he felt


    unexpectedly cozy in his cold hospital bed.


    Before either of them knew it, Ethan had already finished the whole bowl of soup.


    He looked at J when he was done, basking in the tender sense offort one usually found in


    one''s family. He couldn''t remember thest time he had felt it.


    Ethan was suddenly gripped with fear that he might lose it all over again, that his beloved wife might


    leave him one day. On a whim, he asked, "What if I make a grave mistake in the future? Will you


    forgive me and stay?"


    J looked confused, but she only filled the bowl with some more soup and got it ready for Ethan.


    She didn''t think anything of his words just now; all she cared about was his health. "Are you even


    capable of making such a mistake? Here, open your mouth. You have to finish everything I


    brought." *******


    As Ethan''s condition gradually improved, J got back to work. She wanted to be by his side and


    take care of him, of course, but he needed to stay at the hospital for a considerable length of time.


    Tiffany had already been magnanimous by allowing her a few days of absence a few weeks back.


    J couldn''t bring herself to ask for more.


    As for Ethan, he listened to J like a dutiful husband, and concentrated on his recuperation in


    Frank''s private hospital. Once J had gone for the day, he made a call to Garrett. "Look into the


    fire incident. Launch a full-on investigation and report back to me as soon as possible."