The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

Chapter 224

The next morning, Kris was sitting on the cold, narrow bed in his holding cell, staring blankly at the floor. He hadn't slept a wink last night, but he didn't feel the effects because he still felt numb. However, he knew it was his body's mechanism to keep him from feeling the immense pain again, even if just for a while.

"You have your first visitor, Miller." The voice of a cop cut through the silence.

Kris looked up and saw Alden standing on the other side of the cell bars, his face a mixture of concern and disbelief. "I was here last night but they wouldn't let me because it was late."

He put his hands against the bars. "Why didn't you call me, Keis?"

Kris exhaled, looking back down. "How did you find out?"

Alden hesitated, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "You're all over the news, Kris. People are talking about it everywhere." He paused, then added, "You've got some supporters, but... most people are comparing you to your mother. Saying crime runs in the Miller family."

Kris scoffed, his lips twisting into a bitter smile. "They're right."

Alden frowned. "Don't say that."

"It's true," Kris muttered, his voice hollow. "I killed him. I killed Henry."

Alden shook his head. "No, you didn't. Henry's still alive-he's in critical condition, but he might survive. But what did he do anyway to make you go all ape-shit on him? Did he say something against Lassa?"

Kris closed his eyes, his jaw tightening. He wished it was that simple-that it was just Henry saying something that had made him angry enough to knock his teeth out.

brow furrowed. "Won't you tell him? Why did you

tight, and when he spoke, his voice was barely above

blinked, taken aback. "What? How...how is that

played me for a fool. She was sleeping with him before she and I slept together. No...correction... We never had sex. She just made me believe we did and took advantage of it to make me believe I was responsible

numbness wore off, bringing back the

words came out for a few seconds. Finally, he shook

his voice. "Don't be sorry for me. I should be sorry for

How are they planning to get you out?" Kris didn't respond, staring down at

remained silent. When he

the right to a phone call, he'd

els

there had been too many things going on

let out a breath. "How did you find out

"She

eyebrows shot up. "Karen's mother? Wow... that's... she's an

into each other at the police station

to his feet, muttering to himself.

concerned. "What

at him "The