Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 362

The auxiliary officer snapped to attention and called out, “Sergeant!”

The sergeant paid him no mind, striding over to the sleek black sedan parked by the curb. As the car window slid down, he bent down to speak to the person inside, his demeanor markedly respectful.

It was clear this was someone of importance.

The auxiliary officer, blocked by the sergeant’s back, had initially assumed the mystery man to be an elderly figure, until a deep, casual voice revealed a young man, exuding an air of aristocracy.

Curious, he tried to peek inside, but the window was already rolling up, the man’s face partially hidden in the shadow of the car interior, revealing just a glimpse of a sharp

jawline..

The sergeant turned and gestured for him to open the gate.

The electronic barrier lifted, and the sedan glided smoothly into the precinct.

“Sir, who was that?” the officer asked.

The older leader smacked him on the head lightly. “Mind your own business.”

the young officer rubbed his head and muttered, “Driving such a fancy ride, what’s he doing at our little

the sergeant replied tersely, before

the chair as a policewoman got her a glass of water,

news from the hospital?”

He’s awake, but the cut on the back of his

sipped the lukewarm water from the dispenser, which

tasteless.

jumbled mess, bouncing around her

calling the police on someone else, and today, she found herself in

The neighbors had heard the commotion and called the cops earlier. She had ridden in a police car, been brought into the station, and had her statement taken-a wholly new experience for someone who had always played

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buzzed around her, none reaching

the corridor, chaotic and mixed.

pull, her head turning slightly toward the

figure came into view. His silver-gray blazer over a brown tweed tie made

gaze drifted past them to lock on Leanne.

giving her a