Chapter 598
You Hit My Heart
However, the person in front of him now was Karl.
As far as he knew, with Karl's powerful political background, nobody
could help him this time.
More importantly, the person Shelly wanted to hurt was Joyce.
This was something that made him most uncomfortable with.
Just when he thought that Joyce may have been hurt at that time.
His heart seemed to be pressed with a boulder, and he felt
depressingly breathless.
And, for some reason, his heart inexplicably ached at the thought of
Joyce's near miscarriage.
Why did he feel so heartbroken when it was clearly not his child?
He could not understand.
"Come here."
He reached out, trying to pull Joyce to himself. Perhaps out of guilt,
perhaps out of a desire to protect her.
Joyce froze and subconsciously avoided it, hiding directly behind Karl.
This scene deeply stung Luther's eyes.
This damn women wanted the protection of another man.
He was so angry, and his anger had reached his extreme. Blue veins
popped up on his tightly clenched fists.
Any onlooker could tell that he was on the verge of an outburst.
Juanita was usually the best at rounding up, but now, even she had no
idea how she could deal with the situation.
She looked at Joyce with concern.
âYou may go back first. We will stay in touch," Karl told other witnesses.
âMaybe we will even call you. Please cooperate with us when that
happens.â
"Okay. Officer.â
The witnesses answered at the same time, and they left one after
another.
When all the others had left, Karl said, "We have already had a basic
idea about the situation. Let's not stand in the hall. Let's go to the
negotiation room."
After saying that, he took the crowd to the negotiation room on the
second floor of the police station.
Shelly's face looked pale. Sitting in the corner, at the moment she was
in a state of confusion.
âIntentional injury. Although it was just attempted, Miss Warner is not
less dangerous. At least fifteen days of detention is required. She will
not have to go to the detention center for such a short-term detention.
She will just stay in the temporary detention cell in the police station."
Karl said to Luther. Actually, Karl had been quite easy on Shelly this
time.
It was mainly because Shelly did not get her way and there was no
other supporting evidence to prove that Shelly indeed wanted to cause
Joyce to miscarry.
"Can't I bail her out?" Luther frowned.
"Only if Joyce agrees to settle.â
Karl turned his head to look at Joyce.
"Joyce, you're willing to settle with them?" Karl asked.
At this point, there were already tears in Shelly's eyes. Of course, she
did not want to be detained. Fifteen days was just too long. How could
she stand it to be kept in their shabby detention cell with no freedom at
all?
However, it was up to Joyce now.
How could she give up all her pride to beg Joyce?
She weakly turned her eyes to Luther for help, expecting her brother to
overpower Joyce and not hold her responsible.
Joyce reached out and touched her belly. Although she could not feel
fetal movement yet, she could really feel the presence of the baby from
the slight bulge of her belly.
How could she, as a mother, agree to a settlement when someone was
trying to harm her child today? She must make Shelly pay the price.
At this moment, she did not answer, but only looked steadily at Luther.
Because she was curious whether Luther would ask her to settle.
Would he force her? Would he just write her another check?