Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 1088

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Victoria Morrison slightly curled the corner of her mouth and said indifferently, “Maybe. It’s because there are too many people who are evasive that society has become so complicated.”

Purple Summers couldn’t help but say, “Mrs. Morrison, actually, with your character where you always want to argue for truth and justice, you’d be quite suited to be a lawyer.”

“I despise evil too much to be a lawyer,” Victoria Morrison said with a dismissive smile.

“Isn’t it good to despise evil?” Purple Summers didn’t understand.

Victoria Morrison looked up at her, a rare genuine smile appearing on her face, “It’s not good. People who despise evil too much get blinded by their outrage at the victim’s suffering and can’t give an effective defense, nor can they find the truth.”

In the end, she said self-deprecatingly, “That’s why I became a university teacher.”

Purple Summers was momentarily speechless.

…

After coming home, Purple Summers threw down the textbooks in her hand and slumped onto the sofa, feeling somewhat discouraged.

It wasn’t because of the case.

She’d encountered difficult cases before, and she knew how to handle this lawsuit.

It was just that it felt rather disheartening that, with Norton Young’s trouble, there wasn’t a single person willing to stand up and testify for him.

Even Victoria Morrison, who was willing to testify, didn’t trust Norton Young’s character.

It was precisely because Norton Young’s situation was so helplessly isolated that Purple Summers felt… If she didn’t extend a helping hand, then it would really be like pushing someone into a desperate situation.

Sitting alone in the living room for a while and not seeing Alexander Summers, she instead heard noises upstairs.

Purple Summers went upstairs and found Alexander busy assembling newly delivered furniture in the children’s room, utterly absorbed in the task.

The room’s light fixtures and carpet had all been changed, and the walls were freshly painted cherry blossom pink.

Purple Summers looked at the plush toys scattered all over the floor and held back her words.

The baby was less than a month old in her belly; wasn’t it a bit early to prepare all these things?

Alexander was so engrossed that he only noticed her after a while and smiled brightly, “You’re back.”

Purple Summers hummed softly and glanced again at the pretty lace on the bed, hesitating, “What if it’s a boy?”

“It’s definitely a girl,” Alexander said.

Purple Summers looked at him skeptically, “Are you so sure?”

Alexander raised an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with humor as he shamelessly said, “I know exactly what seed I’ve sown.”

Purple Summers was left utterly speechless.

“You jerk!” she bit her lip and stormed back to her room.

Being alone in the room was boring, and she didn’t want to go to the children’s room and see Alexander’s annoying face, as it would make her seem like she didn’t have a strong stance.

Purple Summers’s gaze wandered around the room and landed on Alexander’s computer.

Suddenly, her mind drifted to another matter…

Since all men collect those kinds of videos, could it be that Alexander also…

Hmm…

Purple Summers was conflicted.

Should she check it or not?… It’s not really good to invade privacy, is it?

But then she thought: Talking about privacy with someone like Alexander, isn’t that a joke?

This guy tracked her, located her, and there were surveillance cameras all around the house, occasionally leafing through her phone, checking her computer–surely the word ‘privacy’ didn’t exist in his dictionary, right?

What privacy is there between husband and wife!

Thinking this way, Purple Summers felt justified.

As long as she avoids those work-related confidential files and just checks for suspicious videos, there shouldn’t be any problem.

Purple Summers turned on the computer.

The password…

She tried her own birthday.

It opened…

The moment of triumph in her heart didn’t last a second before Purple Summers stared at the enormous amount of files in the folder, dumbstruck.

…

After Alexander finished up and returned to the room, setting up the children’s room had put him in a good mood, and when he saw Purple Summers sitting by the bed, he was in such high spirits that he leaned in for a kiss.

“Why is your face so red?” he asked with a smile.

“Go away,” Purple Summers turned her head away and muttered, “You’re covered in sweat.”

“You think I’m dirty?” Alexander teased as he pinched her face, “Wait for me to wash up, then I’ll come back and take care of you.”

After taking a shower, Alexander came back to find Purple Summers’s face still flush with redness.

He couldn’t help but laugh, leaned in, and teased her, “What’s the matter? Did you do something embarrassing?”