Chasing After My Beloved Wife

Chapter 35 Come To The Police Station To Bail Me Out

Just as he was about to leave, his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, then picked up the call

looking annoyed.

"My good brother..."

Connor's miserable voice came out from the phone. He pinched the space between his eyebrows. After

getting drunk, his head still hurt a little. "Just say what you want to say."

"Come to the police station to bail me out, my brother."

"I'm not your guardian."

The corners of Shawn's mouth suddenly twitched and his thin lips smiled as he said, "How about I give

Uncle Connor a call and ask him to bail you out?"

"Don't do that! My dear brother, why don't you just let me die if you were to do that? Just come and bail

me out, I promise that yesterday's bill is on me. I won't cheat you anymore. I'll listen to whatever you

say, okay? Shawn?"

"Don't disgust me. I'll be there in a while."

Shawn couldn't stand his disgusting tone. After hanging up, he looked at the waiter that was waiting

and said, "Give me the car key."

At the Birming Mansion.

The phone in her bag rang for a long time before Joye woke up from her deep sleep. The sticky feeling

of her body made her frown. She rubbed her uncomfortable throat and found the phone.

"Hey, who is this?"

"Hey, Joye, my little baby, it's me."

"Janina? Did you change your phone number?"

When she heard her best friend's voice, she lowered her head and looked at the phone call on her

screen. Her originally unconscious mind suddenly became much clearer.

"You're back!"

Otherwise, why would the number be from the capital?

"Yes, I came back yesterday. I wanted to show up in front of you early in the morning and surprise you.”

"You really… Where are you now? I'll come and look for you.”

A rare cheerful smile appeared on Joye's lips. She heard Janina laughing awkwardly on the phone.

"Well... I'm at the police station. Can you bail me out?"

"The police station? How did you get stuck in such a place?”

She was shocked when she heard the word police station. She suddenly became nervous. "Did you

meet a bad guy? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine. Oh, don't ask so much. Come and bail me out first. I'll explain to you then. I have to go. The

police are urging me to hang up."

After she hung up, Joye got up from the bed. As she was thinking about quickly putting on her clothes

and quickly going to the police station, she didn’t pay attention to how she felt. Her legs suddenly went

a little weak.

She frowned again. She could only remember what happened in the thunderous rain last night,

anything beyond that was a blur. As she thought about what Shawn had done to her the night before,

her eyes flashed with pain.

After taking a shower, Joye put on dry, clean clothes. Looking in the mirror she then put on some

makeup while, to make her pale face look a little rosy.

"Young Madam, are you going out? Have you eaten yet?"

Last night, Sherry returned to the old house and was caught in the rain, so she did not come back. She

had no idea what had happened the day before. She just thought that she had been too tired recently,

so she slept in.

"I don't have time to eat anything. And Sherry, don't call me Young Madam anymore. Shawn and I will

divorce soon."

Her tone was soft yet firm. She bent down and put on her shoes. She pushed the door open and

quickly walked out.

Her marriage with Shawn had truly come to an end.

Sherry was holding the bowl of porridge in her hands, and it took her a long time to come to her

senses. She immediately ran to the phone and dialed the number of the old house.

"Baird, just now..."

……

Joye drove and suddenly remembered that Janina didn't say which police station it was. So, she had to

stop the car and call the number. She didn't notice Shawn's Rolls-Royce passing by quickly.

"Mr. Richard, you can take Connor away."

The policeman took the signed papers politely and showed the two men, whom they couldn't afford to

offend, out with a smile. If it weren't for the fact that the higher-ups had written to increase the

crackdown on immoral activities in the country, they wouldn't have gone through so many formalities.

"Yes."

Shawn raised his eyebrows and looked at Connor who was released after being locked up for a day.

He looked like he didn't want to leave and the corners of his mouth lifted with a playful smile, "If you still

want to go back in, I will fulfill your wish right now." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Bah, I was thinking of asking them to lock that woman up for a few more days, or detain her for half a

year?"

"Sure. If she has to be detained for half a year, you can stay with her in the cell next door."

After Shawn finished speaking, he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Connor. He strode out with

his long legs as he walked towards the Rolls-Royce outside. With a snort, Connor quickly caught up

with him.

"She would be so lucky. Shawn, don't walk so fast. Wait for me."

The two of them got into the car. Just as Shawn was about to start the car, Connor knocked his elbow

against his arm. "Hey, isn't that Miss. Leonard, who troubled you all of last night?"

Shawn immediately looked up and saw Joye hurriedly leaving the car and entering the police station.

Was she feeling better?

"Why is she at the police station? Did you do something to her last night? Is she going to make a police

report?”

Shawn frowned, but his mind was racing. "Even if we did something, we're still married. We're not like

some people, who can't even tell if they were buying or selling."

"Hey! Don’t attack me like that. I told you that I was the one who prostituted!"

He acted like he hadn't heard Connor's angry roar. He put down the hand that was about to start the

car and looked at Joye entering the gate. He thought to himself that even if she was feeling better, she

should rest at home. Why did she come out?

The elevator that was in good condition just now suddenly broke down. Joye ran to the fifth floor,

panting, and her legs, which were already weak, almost collapsed.

"Madam, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Sir, I'm here to bail my friend out. Her name is Janina Hill."

"Little baby Joye, I'm here."

Perhaps because she had heard her name, Janina poked her head out of the cell room and waved her

arms excitedly, like a hero who had returned victoriously.

"Oh, her? Come with me and I’ll get the paperwork.

Joye quickly went through the bail procedure and signed her name on the lower right corner of the

paper. The policeman's expression changed slightly.

"So you are Mrs. Richard. Considering that this is your friend's first time and there was no criminal

record in the past, we will allow her to be bailed out this time. I hope that she will not do anything illegal

in the future."

Joye clenched her fists when she heard herself being called Mrs. Richard, but she didn't want to

correct him. "I believe in my friend. You must have made a mistake."

Janina would never do something illegal, let alone to something like selling herself.

The policeman was so depressed that he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, Mrs. Richard, you'd

better take her away first."

These days, it was not easy to be a policeman.

Janina, who had regained her freedom, hugged Joye and almost kissed her in public. "My little baby,

it's these guys who ruined the exciting scene of our reunion."

"You said it, let's go."

Joye winked and pulled Janina as they walked out and she almost bumped into someone.

"Joye, why are you here?"

"Yvon?"

She looked up at Yvon. “Why are you at the police station?”

"I came here to handle some matters. What about you? Did something happen last night?" Yvon

couldn't hide his annoyance with his concerned eyes. He should have taught Shawn a lesson

yesterday.