Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 317

“Okay,” he responded casually as if agreeing on an insignificant matter.

As Yuliana raised her head slightly, her eyes widened and quickly turned red with

tears.

She bit her lip firmly, forcing herself to blink back the tears in her eyes a little. Then, she took a few deep breaths, pulled open the door, and walked out.

When Yuliana walked out, Zayne was leaning against the wall and fiddling with his phone. He appeared distant, as though he was deeply engrossed in thought.

Yuliana approached him. “Mr. Zamora.”

Upon hearing Yuliana’s voice, Zayne finally came back to his senses and turned to face her.

His

gaze briefly paused when he saw her reddened eyes. “Are you okay?” he asked gentlemanly.

Yuliana shook her head lightly without saying anything.

Zayne also did not like to probe into matters between spouses.

But he did have some insider knowledge about this case. It was just that Christopher was not willing to disclose the actual situation, and no additional evidence had been found.

Zayne averted his gaze from Yuliana’s face and asked, “Has he told you yet?”

“No.”

Christopher’s attitude earlier was apparent. Even if she had asked him, he wouldn’t have answered either.

Although it was not yet certain whether Scarlett’s death had any direct relation to Annabelle, Annabelle definitely had something to do with Christopher becoming a suspect.

Christopher had, once again, put his own life on the line to ensure Annabelle’s well-being.

Hearing Yuliana’s response, Zayne knew he had come in vain again today. Nevertheless, if there were no evidence in favor of Christopher in the near future, the police’s evidence would basically be sufficient to convict him of the murder.

the scene. The evidence was solid, so much so that even he suspected Christopher had murdered that woman. However, Layla firmly

that woman’s murder or not. His priority as a lawyer was, of course,

client’s interests.

mention that Layla was constantly doubting Zayne’s

“Wait here for a moment. I need to grab something from inside. I’ll give you a ride later.

offer and instead thanked him.

and hard copies of case-related documents. Yuliana waited outside for

her home. Once they arrived at a convenient location to hail a taxi, he dropped her off,

cards to Yuliana and

of it when she accepted his business card. It was not until Zayne’s car had driven away that understanding dawned on

but

us know we’re going

was still quite early right now, having

she did not want

thoughts in her mind. She absentmindedly scanned

already faded as time passed. It seemed like she had gotten numb from the

tears forcefully. Now, with no familiar faces in sight that were aware of what had happened, there was no big deal, even if she were to burst into tears. Nevertheless, her eyes only felt as empty as her mind now, without

to ring before she

Layla, who asked about Yuliana’s meeting with

replied succinctly, “No.”

silent for a while after hearing Yuliana’s response and

then comforted Yuliana, “Yuliana, don’t be anxious. I’ll come to Jeahron in person tomorrow and engage the best lawyer for Chris. He will

much effort.” In truth, Yuliana shouldn’t have said those words, but she couldn’t bear to see Layla being worried and anxious for Christopher. “Christopher

probably did not like to hear

were in the past, Yuliana would not have spoken

did not want to hurt anyone.

now, she felt sorry for Layla and perhaps more so

him, yet he simply dismissed her as though she were garbage.

Christopher might have had, it was evident his heart had always held other

questioned, sensing something off about Yuliana’s tone of voice.

detention center, Yuliana

did not seem

that her words earlier had been mixed with a lot of her personal emotions. Given Layla’s deep concern for her younger brother Christopher, Yuliana believed it would be impossible

answering Layla’s question, she responded plainly, “Lay… Ms. Solace, you don’t have to keep me updated on Christopher’s matters from now on. After this, I’ll make time to finalize our divorce, and once