My Husband Protected A Murderer

Summary

My father was one of the best scientists in the world, and he was kidnapped. Three days later, they found his corpse by the river.

I kept vigil for an entire night.

Henry Franke, my husband, pitied me and swore to find the murderer so that he could help me take revenge, but after the funeral, I heard the university student he was sponsoring say, “Henry, I just couldn’t stand Professor Smith insulting me during his lecture, and I wanted to scare him a bit. I wasn’t expecting the kidnappers to kill him. I don’t want to go to jail!”