Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 762 - 742 Divorce Agreement (1)

Huo Zhenyang’s face was shrouded in a gloom that a low pressure system brings, a chilling severity passing by almost imperceptibly.

George was right, "birds leave traces."

Whatever one does, no matter how seamless it may seem, there will always be traces left behind.

But the police station was about to transfer Jiayi to the prosecution, and the court date was imminent.

She couldn’t wait any longer.

Using his power, he covertly issued an ultimatum to the chief of police to extend the investigation and delay the trial, but they had reached the end of the line.

The public media’s outcry was getting stronger; they couldn’t keep stalling.

If the trial was lost, what awaited her was not a detention center, but a real prison.

A hell where darkness ruled, bullies lurked everywhere, and one suffered torment both in body and spirit, with reputation utterly destroyed.

He couldn’t let there be even a chance of it happening.

Not a single sliver of a chance.

***

Night fell.

Through the small skylight, a rare glimpse of scattered starlight filtered through, casting a mottled yet dazzling light inside the cramped cell.

Could this be a sign that her wish would come true tomorrow, and she would see him?

After the visitation ended with her mother and Fang Yao, Jiayi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She had never realized how much she looked forward to seeing him.

The thought that he might come during tomorrow’s visiting hours kept her awake.

In the narrow, quiet room, her heart pounded loudly and distinctly.

Even without seeing him, just fantasizing about it seemed to bring back some of the courage she felt had nearly worn thin these past days.

Thus, after who knows how long, in the dead of night, Jiayi finally managed to suppress her excited heartbeat and fell into a deep sleep.

*

The next day’s visiting hours arrived.

Jiayi waited half the day, but no familiar footsteps or voices echoed from outside her door.

As the minutes ticked away, her heart sank bit by bit.

The corner of her clothes, from being gripped so tightly between her fingers, was crumpled beyond recognition.

Several times, she even considered asking the patrolling officers if he had come, but then laughed at herself for the ridiculousness of the gesture, and sat back down.

It wasn’t until her mother and Fang Yao came to the detention center for visitation that she mustered her energy and acted as if nothing was wrong.

Several times, she wanted to ask Fang Yao if she had relayed a message for her, but each time the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back down.

Fang Yao would definitely do what she promised.

She must have conveyed her message to Huo Zhenyang...

Fang Yao, knowing Derek hadn’t come to visit today and not daring to look Jiayi in the eye, nor daring to mention the trip to Disheng yesterday. Afraid of seeing her eyes gradually fill with sadness, she could only silently curse, "Huo Zhenyang, you damn bastard!"

After the two left, visitation time was almost over.

The officer took out a bunch of keys, preparing to lock the iron door.

As always, with the outermost iron door secured, it signified the official end of today’s visitation.

Jiayi suddenly woke with a start and rushed over, "Wait a minute, officer—"

The middle-aged female police officer was puzzled, "What’s the matter? Is there something you need?"

She was holding back her red blush, rubbing the corner of her clothes to cover her nervous anxiety, "Could we wait a little longer, please..."

The policewoman paused for a moment, then understood, and couldn’t help but snicker lightly, puncturing her thoughts, "You’re waiting for Mayor Huo, aren’t you?"

Her face turned even redder, but she said nothing.

The policewoman sized up the slightly naive little woman in front of her.

This woman was no child, it seemed like even her and the mayor’s child would be old enough to fetch soy sauce, yet she exuded an innocuousness and childishness that left one confused about her real age.

It wasn’t just her naturally youthful face, but an innate aura about her.

Only under the meticulous protection and spoiling of a powerful man could a woman maintain such an uneroded childish tenderness.

Such rare childish tenderness could provoke jealousy in other women.

The policewoman’s gaze carried a hint of scorn born from jealousy.

In these days, because Mayor Huo had not come to the detention center again, the guards’ attitudes toward Jiayi had also grown more contemptuous, no longer as respectful as before.

Although they did not dare to overtly mock her, their words were clearly not as polite as before.

The policewoman curled her lip, speaking casually, "If he was coming, he would have been here by now. The visitor’s passage to the detention center has been closed. Not to sound unpleasant, but at such a precarious time, anyone slightly smarter wouldn’t trouble themselves. There are so many media and people watching! For a man, career and future always come first."

With that, she slammed the iron door shut with a bang.

The crisp and cold sound of the door closing echoed in the cell for several seconds.

It took a while to stop.

Jiayi sat in a daze for a while, clutching her fists, then slowly walked back to the hard bed, climbed up, curled her knees, and buried her head between her legs.

Whether it was the low spirits or something else, her stomach tightened, and the nausea from a few days ago surged back. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

She jumped off the bed, rushed to the toilet, stuck her fingers down her throat, and vomited forcefully.

She had hardly eaten anything all day, so there was nothing in her stomach.

Only gastric acid.

"What’s the matter, what is it again? Can’t you take a break?" Hearing the commotion, the policewoman came back, peered through the iron door, and pulled open the small window somewhat irritably, muttering in a lowered voice, "You really are delicate and precious, aren’t you? You’ve only been here for a short time, everyone else is fine, but you, you’re always vomiting or fainting. If word gets out, people will think we’ve mistreated you or something."

If a suspect in the detention center got sick and had to be taken to the internal hospital for treatment, it would waste time and effort and might even delay regular work hours, so of course the policewoman was not pleased.

Jiayi raised her head, her face as white as paper, her eyes clear and cold. She paid no attention to the chattering policewoman, weakly stood up, and walked to the iron door.

With one lift of her hand, "clack," she closed the small window, then returned to the bed and leaned against the wall.

The policewoman was shut out unexpectedly, finding that the seemingly fragile woman had a backbone, daring to lose her temper at her. She couldn’t help but sneer without care for civility, directed at the tightly closed iron door, "Still think you’re the young mistress of the Huo family, the wife of the mayor! Can’t you see? Mayor Huo clearly isn’t going to bother with you anymore! You’re acting all high and mighty, but who are you showing off for?"

Her voice seeped through the gap of the iron door, word by word.

The little strength that had supported Jiayi since yesterday felt like it was being violently siphoned away.

The cell’s soundproofing was too poor, and the policewoman, after being hit with a door slam, was still not satisfied, murmuring complaints that kept drifting in.

Jiayi acted as if she heard nothing.

Until the policewoman’s mockery floated in once more:

"...making such a big mistake and still expecting someone to have your back. You don’t have a clue, do you? You really still consider yourself as cherished as before, don’t you? So oblivious. Can’t you see your own husband is avoiding you, reluctant to be involved with you anymore? Still deluding yourself with hopes of him coming, aren’t you?"