Meanwhile, at the police station.
Eleanor sat in her holding cell, pallid and silent.
She wasnât responding to the officersâ questions.
Aware of the rumors linking her to Brian, the police officer didnât press her for answers for now and left her alone.
After some time, the door to the detention room creaked open and a figure stepped inside.
Eleanorâs heart fluttered as she heard the door swing open, anticipating Brianâs entrance.
Her head shot up, her face alight with hope.
âMr.
Hughes, helpââ Her plea died mid-sentence as Rosalynn entered her line of sight, causing her expression to freeze in shock.
âWhy are you here? I didnât ask to see you! I want to see Mr.
Hughes!
Where is he? Mr.
Hughes, I need to see you
As Eleanorâs outburst echoed through the room, Rosalynn seated herself with composure.
âWhy do you wish to see my husband? Do you expect him to rescue you?â
Rosalynn had donned a starry blue dress for her visit.
Her fair skin seemed to glow beneath the harsh lighting.
Sitting there silently, her voice gentle, she exuded an air of regality, like a queen.
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The contrast was stark and it made everyone around feel ordinary.
Eleanor couldnât help but gaze at her with jealousy burning in her eyes.
âYes! I need Mr.
Hughes.
Get him here, I want him to save me!â Eleanor burst out.
Rosalynn gave a cold smirk at her frazzled appearance.
âEleanor, why do you assume my husband will rush to your aid?â
Brian was waiting outside.
She understood Eleanorâs plan; she wanted Brian to save her for the sake of their dead baby.
But Rosalynn had no intention of letting Brian into Eleanorâs drama.
It was just not necessary.
Eleanor yelled, âI carried his child.
How could he turn his back on me?â
Rosalynn laughed.
âStill clinging to your delusions, Eleanor? The baby wasnât my husbandâs, but Johnâs.
â