Chapter 11. You’re Pregnant

However, before Estelle could eat it, the police came and took her to the police station for questioning.

In the interrogation room of the police station, the bright white light was dazzling.

Estelle felt bitter at the thought that she would never see Mrs. Moorsum again.

Mrs. Moorsum is dead, and I will also die soon. The story of my life is full of tragedy. Why is God so cruel to me?

The fire of hope that had just been ignited in her heart was extinguished.

“Miss. Hudson, the testimony of the witness and physical evidence showed that you are the murderer. Do you have anything else to say about it?” A policeman asked.

Estelle raised her head and asked, “Who’s the witness? Gretchen?”

The policeman nodded. “Yes, Miss Abrams said that she saw you push Mrs. Moorsum off the roof.”

Hearing this, Estelle nodded. She was not surprised at all.

“What about the physical evidence? What did you find?” she asked.

“We only collected the f