Chapter 268


    Chapter 268 How Did They All Get Here?


    I never saw thising. How could two people who were worlds apart be married to each other?


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    Officer Jackson looked like he wanted to add something, but I cut in, “Officer Jackson, It sounds itke


    this is not the first time she’s pulled something like this. Maybe it’s just how she does things, but I have


    got to say, it’s not right. She’s crossed the line, and it is against thew. Suspects are people, not


    animals. I don’t know how she has managed to slide by until now, but she really ought to start treating


    suspects like human beings. If she doesn’t, it is bound to catch up with her one day.”


    I was not nning on making a big deal out of this. It was just a few missed meals and some cold


    nights. I had been through tougher times than this, like the time five years ago.


    I just could not resist giving Officer Jackson a gentle nudge. He listened intently and nodded quickly,


    assuring me with a look, “Absolutely, I will have a word with her in private. Once you are out and feeling


    better, we will treat you to dinner just to say sorry.”


    I had every intention of saying no, but I bit my tongue. It was the thought that counted, right? It was the


    next morning when I found out I could finally leave. I had been cooped up for nearly half a month.


    Stepping into the lobby of the police station, I was hit with a wave of deja vu, as if the frantic night Idris


    and I arrived was just yesterday.


    “Ms. Scott, we have wrapped up Noah’s case. Thanks for being so cooperative with our investigation,”


    Officer Jackson whispered as we walked out.


    I faced him and let out a small chuckle, “Officer Jackson, you have thanked me a million times already.


    I have told you, without you guys, I would probably be branded a killer for life.”


    He gave me a knowing smile and dropped the subject, ncing outside before offering, “Is someone


    coming to get you? I can have someone drive you home.” I looked up at the clear blue sky, the fluffy


    white clouds. Lake City was showing off its best weather today, the sun beaming down. Having missed


    the fresh air so much, I took a long, greedy breath and said, ” No need. I’ll just grab a cab…” My voice


    trailed off. Right there, outside the police station, was a man that made my heart stop.


    “Mr. Young,” Officer Jackson was the first to break the silence, shing a smile at Idris who was


    standing a short distance away. “You’re here for Ms. Scott, right?”


    Idris gave a small nod, his gaze finding mine.


    It felt like ages since we hadst seen each other, yet somehow as if it was just yesterday. I could not


    help but wonder how he had been these past few days. He seemed to carry a hint of tiredness that was


    hidden from anyone who did not know where to look.


    I guessed the Young Corporation must have been going through some rough patches, or maybe he


    had been running around because of me. At that thought, I mentally rolled my eyes at myself. I was


    always making myself out to be more important than I was.


    He stood before me, his tall figure casting a shadow, and asked, “Hungry? Let’s grab a bite.”


    I was caught off guard for a second by his question. I realized he always asked whether I was hungry


    or cold. Even when he had business to discuss, he would make sure I had a full stomach first.


    I had not thought much of it before, but now it seemed pretty great. As long as you were not hungry,


    everything else seemed to fall into ce.


    His question made my stomach growl in agreement. Renata had cut me off from food for a few days.


    Although Officer Jackson had tried topensate, I was definitely feeling peckish. “Yeah, a bit!” I


    admitted, my mind suddenly racing through a list of cravings.


    “How about we head to Winter’s Hearth Bistro? They’ve got tons of tasty stuff,” chimed in Charlie, who


    had just arrived. He was cradling a big bouquet of fresh flowers. With a charming smile, he handed me


    the flowers and said, “The florist told me every girl loves bubble roses.” I stared at the flowers he was


    offering, a bit dazed. When did he show up?


    “If you don’t take it, it’s going to be super awkward for me, and we might just end up being the next big


    headline.” Charlie leaned in, his voice a low whisper.


    I was clueless about what he was hinting at until I noticed a bunch of people had gathered outside the


    police station. They were not crowding the entrance like before but kept their distance, cameras in


    hand.