Ariana loosened her grip and sat back down

"So, tell me what happened." Sonia couldn't hide her curiosity.

Ariana pulled up her collar to hide the mark, and answered vaguely, "It was just an accident.”

Sonia grabbed Ariana's hand and whispered, "I know, I understand. What were you saying about your husband? About his trousers being dirty even though he's in a wheelchair?"

"Yes, I have a suspicion that his legs are fine. I haven't seen him doing any kind of physiotherapy, and his legs are much stronger than I'd expect for a disabled person," Ariana said, her tone analytical and serious.

Sonia stroked her chin and thought for a moment.

“It's very suspicious that he doesn't do any kind of physiotherapy. But I remember you saying the doctor gave him a low chance of recovery, even with physiotherapy. Maybe he just gave up?"

"No, that's not possible. He's not the kind of guy to give up without trying," Ariana said, resolutely.

Sonia, clearly amused, said, “Wow, you know him so well.”

Ariana felt helpless under Sonia's teasing.

“I'm serious! I've suspected from the beginning that he's not actually disabled."

“Then go and test it out. You're Living under the same roof. I'm sure there are many things you could try.”

"You're right. I just need to test him!"

Ariana instantly felt lighter. She patted Sonia‘s arm happily.

As they were talking, Sonia received a message. She glanced at it, and her expression shifted.

“What's wrong?" Ariana asked, concerned.

“I got some news." With a deep breath, Sonia turned her phone to show the screen to Ariana. Lynch had paid his bail and been released.

“Why so fast?" Ariana was a little surprised, but mostly angry.

How could such a scumbag be released so soon?

"I guess one of Lynch's supporters helped him out." Sonia gritted her teeth.