His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 795

After Edith took a beating from Jareth that left her with two broken ribs, she found herself in a slightly better spot than Glynnis in the detention center. At least she got a solitary cell and didn't have to endure the humiliation of cleaning toilets or drinking urine.

Each day she'd cough up blood, too weak to even shout, just weeping and lying on the stark, unforgiving cot like a corpse.

"Help me. I'm gonna die. I drank blood from someone with AIDS. I'm gonna catch it. Save me, please!"

Glynnis' cruel words worked like a charm. The mere thought of them made Edith double over in vomit, her days tinged with unending dread.

But nobody cared. Not a single soul. She'd suffered through to today.

When she heard she'd be released for medical care, sent to a decent hospital, Edith shot up in her bed like a phoenix reborn, her laugh-cry spectacle performed in front of guards and lawyers.

"Hahaha, I knew it. I just knew Grandpa and Mom wouldn't abandon me! I knew it!"

Her laughter, tinged with a wild, bloodshot frenzy, "Jareth wants me dead? He's dreaming! Hahaha."

The unregenerate, slow-witted look even made the prison guards wince.

Her lawyer didn't dare break the news about Barry's passing, fearing it might send her into a rabid frenzy, and they'd all need rabies shots then.

So, he patiently said, "Ms. Fairhaven, the police transport to the hospital is waiting outside. Please, it's time to go."

"Police transport? Didn't Mom send a car for me? Why should I go in a cop car?!" Edith questioned fiercely.

frustration, explained, "Ms. Fairhaven, you are being released for medical care, not acquitted. You remain a suspect and will be

"Useless!"

him, cursing like a fishwife, "Can't handle a simple task, and we hired you just for you to

back a

Edith was escorted out of the detention center

loomed oppressively overhead. But Edith looked up greedily, taking in deep

was close. Being able to leave that stinking cell meant

was the pampered child of her grandpa and mom, the daughter of

police van; with two officers escorting, they headed to the designated hospital. Sitting in the

make her pay? He had turned

to touch her, but Grandpa would never forgive his betrayal. At that time, his CEO dreams would be disillusioned. Lost in thought, Edith

left the city, entering the bridge tunnel. As it plunged into the darkness, the

front tires on the left side burst, and the van lost control and crashed against the wall. The left car door was dented, and the head got totally destroyed; too horrible

mostly unharmed. But Edith,

swollen from impact; she

"What caused the puncture?!"

weird. Let's check

at the back of their

scared, looked eagerly at the man in a black trench coat and mask, "Did Grandpa ask

you?" The man smirked coldly, "I'm not that cheap." Edith, eyes contracting violently, trembled; her whole body froze, "Who are you?!" He leaned in, slowly approaching this dreadfully twisted face that was