Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 769 - 749: Husband...Don’t Go (Part 2)
Her heart, in that instant, thudded loudly.
Just a few days ago, before she had signed that divorce agreement, she had been so eager for him to come see her.
She had imagined countless times how, once this matter was resolved, she would throw herself into his arms, cling to him, and cry her heart out in grievance...
But now...
Looking at him in the car, just dozens of steps away from her, she actually didn’t want to see him.
Although only separated by a road, it seemed as if a galaxy stood between her and him.
In the car, the man looked down, glanced at his watch, and slightly turned his face, looking towards the entrance of the police station as if he was ready to get out of the car any moment and enter the police station himself.
Jiayi reflexively stepped back and retreated inside the door, quickly going back into the police station.
A police officer inside saw her return and asked, puzzled, "Didn’t you leave? Why have you come back in?"
"Officer, may I ask where the side door of the police station is?" she asked, trying to calm her racing heart.
The officer was somewhat baffled but still pointed her in the right direction.
Jiayi hurried toward the side door.
The moment she walked out of the side door, she felt a slight tremble in her body, and her hands seemed to barely grasp the luggage bag.
She knew this was very ostrich-like of her... but she just didn’t want to see him right now.
After a while, she followed the outer wall of the police station, heading towards the road where she could hail a taxi.
She deliberately avoided the front door, so as not to run into him.
The night grew darker by the minute.
The side door of the police station was a bit far from the nearest road.
Jiayi’s steps felt leaden as she slowly made her way towards the taxi stand.
Perhaps it was because she had stayed in that small four-walled cell in the detention center for a long time, and hadn’t moved much for a while.
Just now, in order to avoid that man, she was also very tense.
So much so that each step she took was very difficult.
She had only walked a few steps when she began to sweat profusely and felt dizzy.
Her stomach started churning again, making her feel nauseous.
Her body protested, feeling increasingly uncomfortable.
She had no choice but to stop by the roadside, planning to catch her breath and rest before continuing.
Nearby was a row of shops.
She turned her head and saw her own shadow cast on the glass window of a shop next to her.
While in the detention center, her mind had been preoccupied every day, and she hadn’t really looked in the mirror properly.
Today was the first time she seriously looked at her own reflection.
In just a short period, she had lost almost half her weight.
Her face had thinned to the size of a palm, not even as large as a young man’s hand.
She looked as if her soul had been drawn out of her.
After standing dazed for a while, she turned her head, her gaze settling on the city’s nightscape.
Streetlights came on, homes lit up, offering a picture of warmth and coziness.
Commuters just off work and students just out of school were hurrying home; no matter how hard the day’s work or study, nothing could match the lure of a warm haven.
But she hesitated, not knowing where to go.
Looking as she did now, if she returned to Green Island Garden, it would probably break Mommy and Daddy’s hearts.
And as for Disheng, it was no longer her home.
Why had he come to pick her up? To comfort her? To tell her it was a reluctant decision?
The divorce agreement, he had already had it sent over.
No matter the reasons, it was he who had initiated the divorce.
His presence today was because the police station finally had evidence to release her.
If the case had still seen no progress and she remained the prime suspect in the eyes of the public, would he still, as before, not even spare her a glance...
Something sharp pierced her heart inexplicably.
Though she didn’t want to admit it, it was undoubtedly a sensation of pain.
She clenched the small luggage bag in her hand tightly, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath of the night air, suppressing the pain in her heart.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, a familiar voice came from the LCD TV hanging in the shop window.
Jiayi’s steps faltered, as if an electric current had coursed through her entire body. She slowly turned her head, looking towards the television.
The shop window displayed a TV facing outward.
During business hours, it alternated between the latest news reports.
At that moment, the LCD screen showed a man in a black suit, dignified and imposing, his fine hair neatly arranged, sitting behind a long conference table with microphones lined up in front of him.
Beneath the seats were journalists from various media outlets.
The camera zoomed in, and a female news anchor emotionlessly began to introduce:
"...Recently, due to the Huo Family’s young mistress being implicated in a murder case as the primary suspect, the Huo Family is facing a public image crisis. It’s currently at the center of media attention because the suspect’s motive for killing the victim involves a scandal among the elite, and the suspect’s husband is none other than the mayor of the city. The case has drawn the attention of socialites from all walks of life, some even insisting that if the murderer is indeed a new bride from a wealthy family, she should receive a more severe punishment as to not negatively influence society. Today at noon, Mayor Huo held a press conference at Shengjing Grand Hotel with journalists from mainstream media outlets in Yunling city, announcing his divorce from the suspect, with plans to soon have the Huo Family lawyers deliver the agreement to his wife... The mayor distancing himself from his wife, who is a suspect, has caused quite a stir among the media present, but the majority still support the mayor’s action... Reporter from Yunling city TV station live on the scene."
This was the press conference that Mommy mentioned he had recently held.
A few days later, she received the divorce agreement from Lawyer Yang.
In front of the shop window, the thorn in Jiayi’s heart seemed to plunge an inch deeper.
Rationally, she wanted to leave.
She didn’t want to watch the news on the television.
But somehow, her feet just couldn’t move.
On the screen, the camera went back to focusing on the man on the stage.
The solemnity on his handsome face deepened, his hands crossed as he maintained a strictly professional demeanor. His voice, cutting through the noise of the scene with its penetrating power, came through:
"...I have not strayed from my initial resolve and have not forgotten the promise I made during my inauguration to the citizens and the government, determined to make this the most significant coastal metropolis in China, a city of strict legal governance. To show my impartial stance on this case, I will soon commission Huo Family lawyers to deliver the divorce agreement."
The reporter’s voice quried, "...Mayor, this move may salvage your personal image and that of the Huo Family, but aren’t you afraid of being accused of being too heartless towards your wife? Besides, this case has not yet reached a conclusive verdict; your wife is merely a suspect, not necessarily a murderer. By proposing divorce now, could it be unfair to her?"
...
A sharp pain clenched in Jiayi’s heart as his characteristically cold and magnetic voice floated over:
"As a woman of the Huo Family, one should bear as much unfairness as the glory she can carry. I believe she will understand."
...
Perhaps it was growing later, or the night breeze against her skin, but she felt a shiver go through her.
To bear as much unfairness as the glory she could carry.
So his affection for her, from beginning to end, was always conditional.
— As long as it did not harm his and the Huo Family’s interests.
