His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 795

After Edith took a beating from Jareth that left her with two broken ribs, she found herself in a slightly better spot than Glynnis in the detention center. At least she got a solitary cell and didn't have to endure the humiliation of cleaning toilets or drinking urine.

Each day she'd cough up blood, too weak to even shout, just weeping and lying on the stark, unforgiving cot like a corpse.

"Help me. I'm gonna die. I drank blood from someone with AIDS. I'm gonna catch it. Save me, please!"

Glynnis' cruel words worked like a charm. The mere thought of them made Edith double over in vomit, her days tinged with unending dread.

But nobody cared. Not a single soul. She'd suffered through to today.

When she heard she'd be released for medical care, sent to a decent hospital, Edith shot up in her bed like a phoenix reborn, her laugh-cry spectacle performed in front of guards and lawyers.

"Hahaha, I knew it. I just knew Grandpa and Mom wouldn't abandon me! I knew it!"

Her laughter, tinged with a wild, bloodshot frenzy, “Jareth wants me dead? He’s dreaming! Hahaha.”

The unregenerate, slow-witted look even made the prison guards wince.

Her lawyer didn't dare break the news about Barry's passing, fearing it might send her into a rabid frenzy, and they'd all need rabies shots then.

So, he patiently said, "Ms. Fairhaven, the police transport to the hospital is waiting outside. Please, it's time to go."

"Police transport? Didn't Mom send a car for me? Why should I go in a cop car?!" Edith questioned fiercely.

The lawyer, barely containing his frustration, explained, "Ms. Fairhaven, you are being released for medical care, not acquitted. You remain a suspect and will be prosecuted during your hospital stay."

"Useless!"

Edith pointed at him, cursing like a fishwife, "Can't handle a simple task, and we hired you just for you to muddle around?!"

The lawyer bit back a curse, wishing her ill fate.

Handcuffed, Edith was escorted out of the detention center by two officers.

The weather had turned; dark clouds loomed oppressively overhead. But Edith looked up greedily, taking in deep breaths of fresh air.

Ah, freedom was close. Being able to leave that stinking cell meant she'd surely come out unscathed, above the law.

After all, she was the pampered child of her grandpa and mom, the daughter of the Fairhaven family!

Edith climbed in the police van; with two officers escorting, they headed to the designated hospital. Sitting in the back of the car, she allowed herself a moment of rest, dreaming of carefree days ahead.

Did Jareth really think he'd make her pay? He had turned boneheaded after getting in a relationship!