Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 752 - 732: Husband Won’t Let Anything Happen to You
"All the evidence now points to Mrs. Huo, could it really be Mrs. Huo who killed Miss Lo? A wife killing her own cousin, what deep hatred must have existed between them?"
"The respectable mayor’s wife is now a murder suspect, it’s a massive blow to Mayor Huo’s public image and the Huo family’s reputation... Does Mayor Huo have anything to say?"
"Since taking office, Mayor Huo’s public image has been excellent. He has also declared that he must turn Yunling into a city with a sound legal system and recently even proposed national legislation to further improve social legality. But now, Mrs. Huo being a lawbreaker herself, has violated your very principles, what do you think about that?"
...
With a loud clack of his leather shoes, Huo Zhenyang stopped and turned his eyes to the reporters who had asked the questions, his gaze so chillingly cold it seemed as if it could pierce through hearts. He spoke in a tone that sent shivers down one’s spine:
"This case has not yet been concluded, watch your words. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to sue you and your newspaper to death."
Several of the most ferocious reporters were intimidated by the man’s piercing glare and fell silent, though they still whispered among themselves.
George, standing behind him, felt a cold sweat, knowing that the Boss was actually being restrained.
If it were up to the Boss’s usual temperament, those reporters would have likely been thrown out by now.
However, because of the Boss’s current position, he couldn’t be too extreme in defending the young mistress in front of the reporters.
Doing so would lead the media to think the Boss was showing favoritism, deliberately protecting his wife, the suspect.
Amidst the overwhelming news and public opinion, the discontent among the people would grow stronger, and the young mistress’s predicament would become even more grim.
The man in the suit with gold-rimmed glasses raised his voice: "I am the legal representative of Mrs. Huo. Currently, she is only assisting with the investigation, and the case is still under investigation. Please stay calm and be careful with your words; make sure the content of your reports is true, as we reserve the right to pursue legal action at any time."
The reporters quieted down significantly, taking a few steps back, but still showed no intent to leave, waiting for further news.
Huo Zhenyang walked towards the police station with an even darker expression than before.
George and the lawyer exchanged glances, clearly understanding the Boss’s worry.
If the media didn’t know about this, it would be one thing. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
Now that the incident has been publicized and everyone is aware, countless eyes are watching the Boss.
Even if the Boss wanted to help the young mistress avoid this situation, it’s unlikely now.
They must go through the formal procedures.
When the chief of the Yunling City police station learned that Huo Zhenyang had arrived, he was already waiting at the door. As he walked in, the chief came up to meet him:
"Mayor Huo, I apologize, but the case is too serious and well-known, so we had no choice but to detain her..."
With a sullen face, Huo Zhenyang waved his hand to signal that there was no need for more explanation and coldly said, "I want to arrange bail."
The chief swallowed hard, and although he was somewhat intimidated by the grim-faced man before him, he still mustered the courage to say:
"Mayor Huo, since your wife is a suspect in a serious criminal case, she cannot be released on bail. Originally, if the public was unaware, it would be easy to handle... But now, as you’ve seen upon entering, almost all the media of Yunling are here. If we let your esteemed wife be bailed out brazenly today, and the news gets out, wouldn’t we be accomplices to crime by breaking the law ourselves? I, as the chief, would have to step down tomorrow, and even for Mayor Huo, I’m afraid it... it would be of no benefit to you either."
Benefit? Huh, what benefit does he want?
He simply couldn’t bear to watch her in detention, so he scoffed.
The lawyer hurried forward and whispered, "Boss, don’t be impulsive. Right now is the peak of attention, with the media all outside. If you insist on bailing Madam out at this moment, it will only lead to more doubts and create a less favorable situation for her."
Gathering a maelstrom between his stern eyebrows, his fists clenched tightly beneath his sleeves.
But eventually, he gradually relaxed his grip, raised his frost-like face, and looked towards the chief of police.
Understanding his intentions, the chief immediately ordered, "Take Mayor Huo to the detention center first."
*
In the cramped jail cell, Jiayi was tormented by nausea, drowsy with fatigue.
When she heard familiar footsteps outside the iron door, a spark of hope lit up within her, and she forced herself to sit up.
Low voices could be heard talking at the door.
With the sound of keys, the iron door opened.
A familiar and tall figure appeared in the corridor at the entrance, then strode in.
There was no light inside the cell, and the illumination was faint. Jiayi rubbed her eyes, and upon recognizing the newcomer, sniffled, "Husband—"
Before she could finish, he stepped forward, lifted her from the cold brick bed into his arms, letting her drape limply against him: "It’s okay, don’t be afraid."
He didn’t even want to think about how she had spent several hours in such a dreadful place, and what’s more, she might have to stay for a few more days until the case was cleared!
To keep her from media oppression and skepticism, yet she had no choice but to remain there!
Perceiving that her body was soaked with sweat and chillingly cold, he knew she was emotionally stabilized. Frowning deeply, he cursed inwardly, removed his suit jacket, draped it over her, and wrapped her up like a little bundle.
"Tell your husband exactly what happened," he murmured in her ear, trying to keep her calm.
The moment she saw his arrival, the last line of defense in her heart relaxed and the tears she had held back for so long finally slid down.
Shivering and huddling into him, she repeated the words she had said in the interrogation room.
As he listened, his brow furrowed, fell silent.
When she spoke of seeing blood, she felt nauseous again, her body curled up in his embrace, suppressing the urge to gag.
His expression changed as he lifted her face, seeing her pale, his brows knitted deeply: "What’s wrong?"
The most important thing now was for the case to be resolved, for her to be cleared, and to return home quickly. He couldn’t care less about a bit of discomfort at this point.
Jiayi didn’t want to seem too delicate at the moment, holding back her discomfort, she shook her head: "It’s probably because I saw so much blood... it’ll pass in a little while."
His expression turned instantly gloomy, and he turned his neck to call, "George."
From outside, George had a clear view and certainly understood the Boss’s intentions, saying a few words to the policewoman.
The policewoman nodded, left, and a few minutes later, brought in a thick blanket and a set of daily necessities, laid them on the bed, and then left.
He fed her the hot tea brought by the policewoman and wiped the sweat from her forehead and neck with a warm towel; seeing that her complexion was slightly better, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Don’t worry, your husband won’t let anything happen to you. Get some good rest first."
