His Beautiful Addiction

\'\'From our report, Ms. Mia Harmsworth visited your home on the night of her death? Is that true Mr. Alex? \'\'

The female police officer sitting in front of him asked. Alex had not been able to live with himself ever since that night Mia died, she had just stepped out to get some files from her home and suddenly she was dead?

The news had wrecked him, he couldn\'t take it. After a few weeks after her burial, he was starting to cope when suddenly; officers came to his home for questioning.

\'\'Yes, we had a little argument before then and she came over to settle things with me. \'\' Alex replied innocently;

The female cop creased her brows; \'\' did you say you had an issue before then? \'\'

\'\'Yes, \'\'

\'\'What was it about? \'\'

Alex was quiet. He didn\'t have any bad feelings earlier, but right now, he started to feel perturbed.

\'\'It… she had a crush on another man, and she kept it away from me, when I found out, I was mad at her. So, she came over to apologize, \'\'

\'\'And did you forgive her, Mr. Alex? \'\'

\'\'Yeah, I did. \'\'

The cop scribbled something on the notebook on her lap then looked up at him again;

\'\'Mr. Alex, the CCTV footage showed that Ms. Mia left your home that night, and it was the same night she got into the accident, am I right? \'\'

Alex nodded lightly;

\'\'Can you tell us why she left your house in the late hours of the night when you both had made up? \'\'

Alex adjusted on his spot;

\'\'She was to have a shoot the next day, she wanted to go back home to get her script, so she could look through it. \'\'

That night, he had told Mia to stay back. She could revise the next day or she could even call in sick. But she had refused, she didn\'t want to slow down the team and she wanted to be done with her scenes quickly, if she called in sick, her scene would be shifted to a later date, and she didn\'t want that, so she insisted.

\'\'If you say so, Mr. Alex, why did you not follow her home to get the script when it was so late? Or you didn\'t love her enough to let her drive all by herself in the night? \'\'

The cop asked;

Alex felt sweat break out on his forehead. This did not look good.

From their questions, it was clear that they were looking for who to pin her death on, and any slightest evidence they got, they would hold onto it tightly;

That night, he had wanted to drive her, but she had refused; he insisted and walked out with her, but just when he was about to enter the car, he received a call that his father was injured and was in the hospital.

Mia told him to go on, that she would come to the hospital after she got her script, but the creepy thing about it was that when he got to the hospital, he realized that it was a prank call. How in hell was he going to explain that to the cops without them suspecting that he had sent people to kill her?

He was quiet.

\'\'Mr. Alex, did you hear my question?\'\'

Alex\'s gaze fluttered;

\'\'Yes…, that night, I wanted to take her home but I received a call that my father was in an accident and was gravely injured; so she said I should go along and she would come later after she got her script, but when I got to the hospital, I realized it was a prank call, and when I returned home, I heard that she was involved in an accident.\'\'

\'\'A prank call? \'\'

\'\'Yes, cop. \'\'

\'\'Can I see the number that prank called you? \'\'

She asked and Alex nodded, taking out his phone from his pocket; he could not forget the date, so he scrolled down his call log and stopped on the logs with the date, scrolling slowly, he searched for the unknown number; after a while, a crease crept up his brows, and his face paled;

\'\'What is wrong, Mr. Alex?\'\'

\'\'I cannot find… I cannot find the number; it was here, it was right here, I didn\'t delete it. \'\'

He panicked, sitting up on the couch, his eyes scanning the call log over and over again;

\'\'Mr. Alex, without the number, how do you expect us to believe that there was a prank call? \'\'

The male cop sitting beside her, asked, his brows creasing.

Alex was pale now, the last thing he wanted to imagine was that there was someone out there trying to pin him as the murderer! What did she do to deserve to be killed this way? And for goodness sake, what wrong did he do to make someone try to ruin his life!!

\'\'Someone hacked into my phone! Someone tampered with my phone! \'\' Alex exclaimed, he was scared now. He knew how these things worked, if they didn\'t find another credible evidence to deviate their attention from him, he would be taken in as her murderer.

A murderer! His life would be over, his career… everything! No, no, this was not happening…

The cops silently watched him fiddle with his phone. After a long while, they stood up, and the male cop took out a handcuff;

\'\'Mr. Alex, we\'re sorry, but we\'re arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Mia Harmsworth. This is necessary to allow the prompt and effective investigation of this offense. You do not have to say anything, but anything said, may be used against you in the court of law.

Alex felt his heart slam painfully against his chest and cold shivers break out on his back.

What in hell was happening?

When did he become a killer? He didn\'t kill her! He loved her!

\'\'Wait, you can\'t do this, I didn\'t kill her! I didn\'t kill Mia! I loved her! The killer is out there, you have the wrong person, cop! \'\'

Alex screamed as they handcuffed him and led him outside and to their vehicle.

Tears clouded his eyes as he continued pleading with the officers, but they didn\'t say another word.

He couldn\'t believe that his world was about to crumble into a thousand pieces!