The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back) novel Chapter 333

Betrayed Behind Bars 

MARY’S POV: 

The officers let me ride in the back with her, on the way to Marilyn’s. Elowen didn’t cry. She didn’t speak. She just held my hand and stared out the window, and I watched her small face in the reflection and wondered if she would ever forgive me for this. 

Marilyn was waiting on the front porch when we arrived. She took Elowen’s hand without a word, without a hug and even without asking any questions. Elowen looked back at me once, her eyes wide and scared, and then she disappeared inside the house. 

I got back in the police car. 

The drive to the station was silent. 

The interrogation room was cold. 

Although it wasn’t that freezing, but cold enough that I could see my breath when I exhaled. The walls were pale gray, the floor was linoleum, the table was metal and bolted to the ground. A single camera stared down from the corner of the ceiling, its red light blinking. 

I sat in the chair and waited. 

Officer Delgado came in first, followed by another officer I hadn’t met, a man with a hard face and tired eyes. They sat across from me and asked the same questions they had asked at the house. What time. What did he look like. What exactly did he say. 

I answered each question carefully, clearly, trying to keep my voice steady. I described the man’s face, his clothes, his words. I described the way his fist had hit the glass, the way the cracks had spread, the way Elowen had whimpered beside me. 

The officers listened. They wrote things down. Their faces gave nothing away. 

When I finished, Officer Delgado leaned back in her chair. 

“Mrs. Vane, the man you’ve described has a very different story. He says you screamed at him first. He says you threatened him. He says he was simply defending himself when your window broke.” 

“That’s not what happened.” 

“He has a witness.” 

“His witness is lying.” 

Officer Delgado sighed. She looked tired. “We’re going to need more than your word against theirs.” 

I felt something hot rise in my chest. “Then check the footage. There were dozens of people recording. Someone must have caught it on video.” 

“We’ll look into it. But that process takes time. In the meantime-” 

“In the meantime, I want a lawyer.” 

She blinked, surprised “You have the right to an attorney, of course. But we can resolve this more quickly if-” 

“I want a lawyer,” I said again. “And I want to apply for bail. I have a daughter. She needs me.” 

The two officers exchanged another glance. Then Officer Delgado stood up. 

“I’ll make some calls.” 

She left the room. The other officer stayed, watching me with those tired eyes, not speaking. 

I sat in the cold metal chair and stared at the wall and tried not to think about my Elowen. 

Twenty minutes passed. Or an hour. I couldn’t tell anymore. 

The door opened again, and Officer Delgado walked back in. Her expression was different now, less neutral, more… something. I couldn’t read it. 

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