My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: Interrogation

"You still pushed her," the tall woman said coldly, throwing her under the bus without hesitation.

‎The short-haired woman turned on her. "You told me to scare her!"

‎"I said nothing of the sort!"

‎"You said she needed to be taught a lesson!"

‎The room went still.

‎Even the officer’s expression changed slightly.

‎I felt my heartbeat quicken.

‎"So," the officer said slowly, "this was intentional intimidation?"

‎"No!" the tall woman said quickly, but her voice lacked its earlier confidence. "We were just talking—things got out of hand!"

‎"Talking?" I repeated softly, looking at them.

‎Both of them froze.

‎"You call that talking?" I continued, my voice calm—but colder than before. "Surrounding me. Insulting me. Closing in when I told you to stop."

‎The short-haired woman looked away.

‎The tall woman clenched her fists.

‎"You knew I couldn’t swim," I added quietly.

‎That made them both look up.

‎Fear flickered across their faces.

‎"You heard me say it," I said. "And you still didn’t stop."

‎Silence.

‎Heavy.

‎Suffocating.

‎"I... I didn’t think you’d actually fall," the short-haired woman whispered, her voice breaking. "I just—"

‎"You just what?" Alexander’s voice cut in suddenly.

‎Cold.

‎Sharp.

‎Dangerous.

‎Everyone turned.

‎His expression was unreadable—but his eyes were anything but calm.

‎"You ’just’ decided to push her?" he continued, his tone low. "Into a lake?"

‎The short-haired woman shrank back in her seat.

‎"I—it was a mistake—"

‎"A mistake?" he repeated.

‎There was something in his voice now—something restrained.

‎Something dangerous.

‎"If something had happened to her," he said slowly, "would that still be a mistake? And you even consider yourself part of the Blackwood family"

‎The tall woman grabbed her arm. "Say something!"

‎But there was nothing left to say.

‎They had already said too much.

‎"I’ve had enough," I said, turning to the officer. "Please, can we wrap this up? I’d like to leave."

"Of course, ma’am."

It didn’t take long to conclude everything.

The moment we stepped out of the station and got into the car, Alexander spoke.

"Are you okay?"

I simply nodded.

He studied me for a moment before asking, "You said you had plans today. What are you going to do?"

I met his gaze calmly. "I’m going to hang out with a friend."

I noticed the subtle shift in his expression—his eyes darkened slightly, his fingers tapping absently against the car door.

"Is that friend Aiden?" he asked.

I was momentarily surprised that he brought up Aiden, but I didn’t let it show.

"Is there a problem with that?"

"Alicia," he said, his tone measured, "I know you like him. But with his status, there are always paparazzi around. You should stay away from him. If you’re photographed together, you need to be prepared for the consequences."

A soft breath escaped me, something between a scoff and a laugh.