Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 The Police Station Reunion

Rose didn’t even have time to see who it was before she was yanked out of the chaos by the arm.

By the time she regained her bearings and looked over in shock, she could already hear the sound of fists connecting with flesh.

Jordan—no one knew where he had come from—had grabbed the man who’d been holding her and was raining punches and kicks down on him, drawing screams from every direction.

The guests who had gathered for the baby’s welcome party quickly crowded around.

Standing at the center of the commotion, Rose could feel countless curious eyes fixed on her.

The attention made her uncomfortable.

She reached out and tried to pull Jordan back.

"Mr. Dutch! What are you doing?"

She genuinely couldn’t understand what was going through Jordan’s mind.

They weren’t close.

In fact, their previous encounters hadn’t exactly been pleasant.

So why was he helping her now?

Jordan seemed convinced that the man had taken advantage of her. He grabbed hold of him and refused to let go, unconsciously brushing Rose aside in the process.

Although Rose was tall, she was slender. She stumbled backward several steps before barely regaining her balance.

"Mr. Dutch, you..."

She had intended to say more.

At the very least, she didn’t want to ruin Ella’s special day.

But as she looked up, her eyes suddenly met Ryan’s across the crowd.

Unlike the others who had gathered to watch the spectacle, he stood apart from the crowd as though existing in a world of his own.

His gaze swept over her from above.

Powerful.

Imposing.

Yet completely devoid of warmth.

His expression remained detached.

Rose had no idea when he had arrived or whether he had witnessed his wife being harassed.

But regardless of the answer, it changed nothing about his cold, distant demeanor.

He didn’t step in.

He didn’t help.

He didn’t protect her.

Even though she no longer cared about him and had grown to despise this marriage, Rose still reached one conclusion.

If it had been Samantha standing there, he never would have remained idle.

He would have been furious.

He would have pursued the matter to the very end.

The corner of Rose’s lips twitched.

Suddenly, she stopped trying to hold Jordan back.

The situation became increasingly chaotic.

Someone eventually called the police.

Rose was exhausted, but she still had no choice except to accompany the two men to the police station.

Just before getting into the police car, she casually glanced back.

At that exact moment, she saw Ryan turn away.

His arm was linked with Samantha’s as they walked back into the hotel lobby.

Samantha was looking up at him, saying something.

Ryan tilted his head slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting into a faint smile as he listened attentively.

The night wind was strong.

It stirred her hair.

It blurred her vision.

Rose brushed her hair aside little by little.

She had long since grown accustomed to Ryan’s coldness and indifference.

She had reached the point where it no longer hurt.

With calm decisiveness, she stepped into the police car.

They arrived at the station.

Jordan, however, showed no sign of concern.

Sitting comfortably in his chair, he tilted his head toward Rose.

"Is there any man you won’t sleep with?"

Rose knew immediately that he had misunderstood the situation entirely.

She looked at him coolly.

"My private life has nothing to do with you, Mr. Dutch. Would you prefer I say ’thank you’ or ’mind your own business’?"

"..."

Jordan was rendered speechless.

He was genuinely stunned by a woman like Rose.

Whenever she was in the right, she never backed down.

And her tongue was as sharp as a blade.

"Do you not have even a shred of gratitude?"

Rose glanced at her watch.

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