Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 1640
“She had appeared just at the right time, so I got into a fight with her so that I’d be brought to the police station where you can take me home.”
Jim stared at her with a dubious look. “Is that true?” Luna reached into her pocket. “Of course it is.”
As soon as she finished her sentence, she felt something in her pocket.
She pulled her hand out and realized it was a stack of brand-new dollar bills.
Jim glanced at the stack of money in Luna’s hand meaningfully and remarked, “You said you deliberately got into a fight so that you’d be sent to the police station because you didn’t have money with you?”
Luna furrowed her brows and suddenly realized she could not explain herself anymore.
However…
She had not checked her pocket at all, since knowing this was a brand-new dress, she thought that there would not be anything in the pockets.
Luna never expected Joshua to be this considerate and detail-oriented to prepare money for her.
As soon as she thought of this, she turned to glance out the window.
The girl named Cheryl had been bailed out as well, and the person who had come to pick her up was Lucas.
Luna could tell even from her distance that Lucas was scolding Cheryl, whose head was lowered in shame.
She curled her lips into a smirk and leaned against the backseat in good spirits. “Take me home, Jim.”
Lucas was a very respectful person, and Luna knew that if Cheryl were really Joshua’s girlfriend, he would never dare to scold her like this.
Jim glanced at Luna with an exasperated look through the rearview mirror and started the engine.
Unbeknownst to both Luna and Jim…
A reporter had taken photos of the two of them coming out of the police station and posted them online.
Everyone who saw the photos immediately began to wonder what Luna and Jim were doing at the police station so early in the morning.
“Could they have gone to report a crime? I hear that there have been some shootings in the area where Ms. Luna lives lately…”
“Maybe it wasn’t a shooting, and instead some other acts of terrorism. After all, Ms. Luna and Master Landry have become targets of assassination lately.”
A few of the servants in Quinn Mansion gossiped after finishing their designated chores.
“The person who hates her the most is Mrs. Quinn. Could it be that…”
“Don’t say nonsense like this. Mrs. Quinn is getting married tomorrow, so if she gets captured today…”
The first thing Heather heard as soon as she came downstairs after freshening up was the servants’ murmurs. She furrowed her brows and strode over to their side. ” What are you guys talking about?”
The group of servants quickly dispersed.
Heather quickly caught hold of one of them and demanded, “What were you guys talking about? What crime? What do you mean if she gets captured?”
The servant handed her phone to Heather timidity to show her the photos of Jim and Luna exiting the police station that had been published online. “We saw this article…and we were guessing that your brother and sister had gone to thee police station so early in the morning…to report a crime…”
Heather’s pupils constricted as soon as she laid eyes on the photo on the screen.
Inside the picture, Luna and Jim were exiting the police station, seeming to be chatting happily, and Jim even had one arm slung across Luna’s shoulder.
The two of them seemed to be in good spirits.
Heather felt as though she had been struck by lightning, unable to move even an inch of her body.
She could feel the blood rushing to her head.
What were Luna and Jim doing at the police station so early in the morning?
Had they really gone there to file a police report? What were they reporting?
All of a sudden, Heather recalled what Jim had told her last night when she picked up the call from Harris’ phone.
Heather suddenly felt her legs go weak.
She slumped onto the ground and took out her phone, her hands shaking.
“Malcolm, Malcolm…” she said in a sobbing, trembling voice. “What are we going to do? Jim and Luna have gone to the police station to file a report… It must have been because of what happened last night…
“Our wedding is tomorrow, and I can’t possibly get arrested and sent to prison today…”
