Veronica's POV
Apartment - Later in the day
I sat in the chair and began to go through the folders.
The next folder was more shocking than the last one.
I couldn't understand what I was looking at.
It was like he was living in a totally different world.
There were threatening messages.
Reports from private investigators.
Hospital records of me when I worked for Imelda.
Financial transfers of the time she paid me.
Photographs taken of me delivering the documents.
"So Jonathan has investigated everything?"
Then I noticed the timestamps.
"These are before Fredrick's arrest."
That meant Jonathan had already suspected them from the moment I left him.
My chest tightened painfully.
This meant if he found out about all this after I left…
How heartbroken he must have been living alone knowing all this and the fact I never told him.
Then I opened a password folder.
I froze as I didn't know what password he would use.
But I followed my intuition and used my date of birth…
