Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 159

Police station? It sure didn’t take them long to come, huh?

Gwendolyn was not at all surprised. She smiled and extended her two fair, delicate hands voluntarily. “Sure, let’s go.”

Matthew had never seen a woman act so assertively and composedly when being arrested.

Her smile, in particular, was enchanting—carefree yet utterly captivating.

It was evident to him that the perpetrator was both skilled and ruthless after he viewed the gruesome photos of Samantha’s injuries.

Finding it difficult to believe that the seemingly innocent, naive girl in front of him was somehow involved in this case, he couldn’t help but proceed cautiously as he stepped forward to put the electronic handcuffs on Gwendolyn.

However, the man’s hand was suddenly grabbed by someone before the handcuffs could be put on.

Maverick was washing the dishes when he heard the commotion. The moment he came out of the villa, this scene was what greeted him.

He gave Matthew a menacing look. “These things have nothing to do with her. I did them. You can detain me instead.”

Gwendolyn had a puzzled look on her face. “You merely peeled a few oranges yesterday. What does this have to do with you? Keep your butt out of this.”

Yet, not only did Maverick not step back, but he moved forward and shielded her behind him.

His deep, dark eyes remained fixed on Matthew as he spoke righteously. “I know all the ins and outs of this case. If you want to uncover the truth, take me with you.”

Gwendolyn’s patience was wearing thin. I can take care of my own affairs. It’s none of his business.

However, the man standing before her looked back and smiled reassuringly, seemingly unaware of her thoughts. “Don’t be afraid. Go back into the house first. I’ll take care of this.”

She was rendered speechless.

Why on Earth would you think that I’m afraid?

“I’ve never been inside a police station before. This is so exciting! I just want to grab a cup of coffee there.”

Maverick and Matthew were lost for words.

Did she mistake the police station for a café? And she even finds this exciting?

Matthew looked back and forth between both of them in an effort to decipher the meaning of their words. It seems like both of them were present at the scene when the incident happened.

“Since both of you are involved in this case, we’ll all go together!” He took out another pair of handcuffs.

Gwendolyn didn’t object.

Since Maverick enjoys being nosy, I’ll let him join the fun, then. “All right, but I’d like to have a quick word with my bodyguard first,” she agreed smilingly.

William was called out.

She then rummaged through her bag, found that Centurion Card, and handed it to William, whispering something into his ear.

In the end, the duo was cuffed with electronic handcuffs and escorted into a specialized police car.

Gwendolyn sat quietly in the vehicle, her face expressionless. Occasionally, she would admire the scenery outside the window.

Maverick watched her intently and noticed her wrists were red from the handcuffs.

A hint of melancholy and distress gradually surfaced in his dark eyes.

He held her wrists and gently caressed the red marks on them. “Does it hurt?”

Gwendolyn was, of course, not that fragile.

Nonetheless, she didn’t withdraw her hands, seeing as someone was willing to give her a massage.

Shirley had already arrived when Gwendolyn and Maverick entered the special interrogation room at the police station, and Samantha, who was covered in bandages, insisted on coming as well.

Samantha wanted to witness this b*tch’s imprisonment in person!

As soon as Gwendolyn entered the interrogation room, she caught sight of Samantha, who was wrapped up like a mummy.

She burst into laughter on the spot. “Wow, Ms. Lane, you’re truly inspiring. You still insist on coming over even though you’re in so much pain. I’ve got to hand it to you!”

Samantha was indeed in affliction, so much so that she could barely speak.

She and her mother glared at Gwendolyn with venomous looks in their eyes.

The commander of the public security division, Matthew, entered the room and started a thorough interrogation. “Mrs. Lane, who was the one who broke into your house and acted violently last night? Was it him or her?”

He pointed at Maverick and Gwendolyn.

She paused before continuing, “I’ve looked at the evidence available in the bureau, and it seems that neither the smashed luxury cars nor Ms. Lane’s body has any fingerprints from Maverick or me. In addition, there are no witnesses other than the Lane family, so I’m afraid the charges against me might not hold up.”

Shirley snorted disdainfully.

Meanwhile, Matthew flipped through the evidence collected and somewhat agreed with Gwendolyn’s statement.

Seeing him waver, Gwendolyn added, “I’ve been detained here for hours by you and can’t even go to work. Shouldn’t you at least take off these handcuffs if the evidence is insufficient?”

She shook her thin wrists while speaking. Her originally snow-white skin had been tinged with red from the cuffs.

He agreed, “Indeed. There’s insufficient evidence, so I’ll just—”

“Matthew!” Shirley abruptly interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. “I don’t think a commander of the public security division like you has the authority to make this decision!” she sneered.

Mildly annoyed, Matthew was just about to retort when a police officer burst through the door, walked up to him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

His expression gradually changed.

After a brief hesitation, he said in a deadpan voice, “My apologies, but the handcuffs can’t be removed yet. Ms. Shalders, you’re still the primary suspect and will need to be placed in the confinement cell before we proceed with the interrogation later.”

The confinement cell was not a pleasant place. It was usually reserved for criminals who had undoubtedly committed heinous crimes but pled the Fifth.

Just being in there for a day could risk one losing their life, for it was specialized in breaking down stubborn criminals, both physically and mentally.

It was an extraordinary existence that was typically not used carelessly on criminals.

Upon hearing that, Shirley and Samantha smiled triumphantly.

Matthew then gestured for someone to bring Gwendolyn into the confinement cell.

In the meantime, Gwendolyn smirked in amusement and made no effort to struggle or refute.

As the police were about to apprehend her, Maverick stood up to block their way. The malicious aura that surrounded him was terrifying, like the harbinger of a violent storm, and his dark eyes were filled with intense ferocity and coldness. “How dare you lot of this insignificant police station touch her?”

Gwendolyn raised an eyebrow secretly at those words.

Ha! Looks like he finally can’t hold it in any longer and has decided to reveal his true colors.