From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 32

A self-deprecating smile touched her lips.

How could he possibly feel regret? She must have imagined it.

Lydia looked away. "I only hit his head and bit his neck."

"That's strange." The officer sighed. "Both of his arms were broken."

"His arms were broken?"

She tried hard to recall. "Maybe he fell while chasing me. After all, he got sand in his eyes and couldn't see clearly."

"It's a possibility."

"We have the suspect in custody. We'll gather more evidence and may need you to cooperate further. Get some rest and recover soon," the officer said.

"I will. Thank you."

After seeing the police off, Harrison walked in holding a bouquet of tulips, looking deeply concerned. "Lydia, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, Harrison. I'm fine. I'm being discharged today." She frowned with worry. "Please don't tell my mom about this."

"Don't worry, she doesn't know." He placed the tulips in a vase.

Just then, Caleb entered carrying two bouquets of roses. He set down the white roses. "Mr. Foster, Ms. Sutton refuses to be examined. She wants to see you."

He gave a faint response. His gaze swept over her bruised body before he turned to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her pick up the white roses and toss them straight into the trash. She then gently caressed the petals of the tulips, praising them softly.

"You have great taste, Harrison. These tulips are gorgeous."

A smile reached Harrison's eyes.

After half an hour of pleasant conversation, Harrison left the room and unexpectedly bumped into Frederick.

There was no telling how long he had been sitting outside.

"Are you lusting after my wife, Mr. Zane?" The man's voice was frigid, his predatory gaze chilling to the bone.

Harrison refused to back down. "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you, Mr. Foster?"

Although he wasn't sure about the progress of their divorce, he knew that once Lydia made up her mind, she wouldn't change it.

Just like when she married Frederick. No matter how much her mother or mentor opposed it, she never wavered. Leaving him would be the exact same.

As long as Lydia finalized the divorce...

Frederick's icy stare slowly carved over Harrison's face before he stood up and walked away.

He stepped out of the inpatient building, his eyes dark. "What did Sebastian say?"

"Mr. Vane looked into it. Because there were no security cameras in that area, it might be difficult to convict Luke."

"Bail him out." Frederick's eyes turned lethal. "Cripple him. Get rid of him."

"Mr. Foster, we don't have complete control over the overseas operations yet. If we anger Seraphina right now..."

Caleb met Frederick's ruthless glare and could only nod in submission.

Harrison helped her with the discharge paperwork. She was anxious about her mother, fearing her sudden disappearance the night before had caused her worry. When she and Harrison arrived at her mother's room...

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