Wooing My Ex-Wife

“All right. If your claims are valid, the police will certainly do their utmost to assist you in returning the person to the Harris residence.”

“That’s more like it.”

Gwendolyn maintained her customary aloof demeanor as she was escorted into the police car by the officers.

Just as she was about to get into the car, Logan suddenly came out of the villa. Taking in the situation, he hurried over and questioned, “What’s going on? What happened? Why are you arresting Mrs. Jenson?”

“It’s nothing serious, just a minor issue. I’m going to the police station for tea and to make a statement, and then I’ll be back,” Gwendolyn reassured him.

Before leaving, there were a few things she was worried about, and she wanted to talk to Logan in private.

After explaining the situation to the police officers, they were very understanding and allowed Gwendolyn and Logan to have a private conversation on the side.

Gwendolyn spoke in a hushed voice. “Logan, there are too many people in Old Mr. Jenson’s villa at the moment, not to mention all of them are relatives and elders from the family. It’s not right to send them away. Send someone to watch over Benny and Zendy on the top floor, and don’t let anyone other than Mdm. Yarde get near the children.”

“All right. Don’t worry, Mrs. Jenson. I’ll take good care of Ms. Zendaya and Mr. Benedict. I won’t let anything happen to them.”

After hearing that, Gwendolyn nodded in relief and added, “Also, I’m starting to suspect Xander. However, just to be safe, try to keep all the relatives who came to the villa today here. We can’t let any of them leave. We must eventually come up with an explanation for Grandpa’s coma.”

Initially, she merely suspected that someone was scheming something and that it might have been someone from the Jenson family. However, now that the police were there, she was certain the matter wasn’t just a coincidence. Whoever is acting in bad faith must be caught.

After making the arrangements, she got into the police car and left the Jenson residence under Logan’s worried gaze.

Half an hour later, Gwendolyn arrived at the police station and was escorted into an interrogation room.

A police officer picked up a pen and was ready to take notes.

you claim that detaining Ms. Annie Steinfeld in the basement was a family matter instead

and touched her

in her

to check on her babies, but because she was in a hurry, Gwendolyn

two days. She had been so busy that she inevitably made some oversights.

I placed the DNA test report he wrote in my bag, but when I came to the police station with you, I forgot to bring it along. Even my phone is not with me. Can I go back to the Jenson

two police officers exchanged

interrogation room, the suspect couldn’t leave before the issue was resolved, especially in Gwendolyn’s case, where she was requesting

was the protocol, and they didn’t have the authority to

your bag and

grandpa’s bedroom. That’s the only room I

they understood. “We grasp your situation. I’ll arrange for two of our officers to help retrieve your phone and handbag from the Jenson residence. Is that

she wouldn’t be able to leave for a while. Other than having the police officers help her bring

but please try to be discreet.” There are too many people in the villa. If the police officers are too conspicuous and are seen entering Grandpa’s bedroom, others will think something has happened to Grandpa, and this will alert

please wait here in the police station, Mrs. Jenson. If you’d like to

in response.

to the Jenson residence. A round trip would take more than

until she was bored out of her wits.

Her manic disorder was still unstable, and she wasn’t sure if it would suddenly flare up while she was in slumber.

carelessly let slip her mania while at the police station, it could likely spark an uproar among

she had such a mental illness, some ill-intentioned people would certainly utilize that topic

she already had her hands full with plenty of complex matters, so she didn’t want

officer help her

sky outside had turned dark, yet the police officers who were

phone, so she didn’t know what time was it. Nevertheless, she could sense it had been an exceptionally long

someone over and asked, “What time is

seven

“Why haven’t the police officers who