Chasing My Rejected Wife

Sending Her to the Police Station

Watching his indifferent face and hearing his ruthless words, Amber directed her gaze downwards to hide the sadness in her eyes.

Rodney Barron. What was his heart made of? It was five years of love and three years of marriage. She did nothing to him that she should be sorry for. Why was he so cruel to her?

Three years ago, he had divorced her without leaving her anything. Now, meeting for the first time in three years, he wanted to send her to the police station irregardless of what truly happened.

Men were the most heartless creatures in the world, and Rodney Barron was the best among them.

Was she blind? How could she had fallen in love with such a cold-blooded and vicious man?

Amber insisted on not apologising and was finally taken by the police to the police station.

The police interrogated her according to the procedure. Midway through the investigation, her phone rang. It was Elliot. Amber answered the phone and heard Elliot's voice sounding flustered and exasperated. "Amber Stone, where the hell did you go? Didn't I tell you to wait in the lounge?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thomson!" Amber apologised repeatedly, "Something happened and I'm at the police station now."

"What? The police station? Why did you go to the police station?"

"I... this...." Amber didn't know how to word it. She couldn't possibly tell Elliot that she bumped into the mistress who ruined her marriage, she became mad, caused a conflict, and was sent to the police station by her ex-husband, right?

Hearing her hesitancy, Elliot was impatient. "If you like to stay in the police station, just stay. I don't want you anymore. I'll call and tell Pierce Hammond right away!"

There was a beep sound on the other end of the phone, Elliot had hung up on her. Had she brought upon herself the disaster of being locked up and being fired? Amber's heart sank.

Seeing her pale face, the police sympathised with her and kindly reminded, "Young lady, how did you even offend these people? One is Mr. Black's precious daughter, and the other is Rodney Barron, a business tycoon. Why did you provoke them? Be sensible, just apologise and get over with it. By the way, I have Mr. Barron's phone number. Why don't you call him and say something nice?"

Amber smiled faintly and answered, "Thank you, sir. Now I've lost my job, and have nowhere to go. At least I'll get to chill while being locked up here, still having something to eat and somewhere to stay. So, there's no need to apologise to them."

Seeing that she refused to apologise, the police left with a sigh. Amber knew that Rodney would not let her off. Now that she was here, she just needed to settle down to wait and see what he could do. Could Rodney really be above the law? She didn't think so.

...

As she was thinking, she heard heavy footsteps at the door. Soon, the door was pushed open, and Elliot was standing there with an angry face. "Amber Stone, how bold of you!"

...

"Mr. Thomson." Amber greeted him in a low voice.

"I've never met an assistant like you, who couldn't help with anything and only knew how to cause trouble!" Elliot scolded her harshly. However, when he noticed Amber's pathetic state, he shut his mouth in an instant.

"What happened? How the f*ck did you become like this?" exclaimed Elliot.

"Nothing. I was just being poured all over with wine by someone."

"Who did it?" Elliot asked through gritted teeth.

"Someone I didn't know!" Amber lied.

"D*mn, you really don't add to my reputation, do you? How could you let yourself get bullied like this?" Elliot casually picked up his phone and dialed. "Get me two people. My assistant has been bullied. Go and f*ck up that i***t who bullied her."

"Mr. Thomson! That person is hospitalised now, so there's no need to punish her. Now I'm the one she wants to punish." Amber tried to stop Elliot.

"Good job!" Elliot's face suddenly turned bright. "It's fine. No one dares mess with you as long as I'm here. Get up and let's go!"

"Let's go?" Amber did not understand.

"Why? Do you want to stay here?" responded Elliot as he turned around to leave. Amber hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed him.

No one stopped her. She followed behind Elliot and got out of the police station unobstructed. When they reached the parking lot, Elliot suddenly turned around and burst out laughing while looking at her.

Elliot had cracked up out of nowhere. Standing aside, Amber watched him laugh. It took him quite some time before he finally stopped laughing.

"D*mn, Amber Stone, you can be quite something, can't you? You're so ugly and incapable of doing anything well. But to my surprise, you're incredibly fierce. What kind of man would dare want a woman like you?"

Elliot's words had always been brutal. Lowering her gaze, Amber remained silent.

Unconcerned if Amber was angry or not, Elliot continued and said, "It's all because of you. Wasted my time when I planned to be f*cking Lulu. What a killjoy.... Find yourself a taxi and go back. This month's bonus will be reduced by half!"

After saying that, he got in the car and left. Amber stood there for a while and then, walked with heavy steps towards a nearby bus stop.

Within five minutes after she left, a luxurious Aston Martin pulled up in the police station parking lot. Rodney was sitting in the back seat while his assistant, Deon Beard, opened the door. "Mr. Barron, would you like to go in and have a look?"

"No, you can go. Tell her not to repeat this. I'm letting her off just this once."

Deon nodded and went into the police station. As Rodney's gaze followed Deon, his heart felt vexed at the thought of Amber's embarrassed look just now.

"Amber Stone, weren't you so reckless? Didn't you treat money as dung and left without wanting a penny? Can't you f*cking live a better life? What does it mean to be a waitress looking so dishevelled?" Rodney thought.

He reached for the cigarette box, took a cigarette out, and lit it up. Just as he took a drag, Deon came out. "Mr. Barron, madam has been taken away!"

"Taken away? By who? Pierce Hammond?" Rodney asked three questions in a row. Deon shook his head and answered, "No, it's Elliot Thomson!"

"Elliot Thomson? Hah!" Rodney sneered. Elliot and Pierce were diehard buddies. To take Amber away so quickly, one could imagine how important she was in Pierce's heart.

Rodney crushed the cigarette in his hand fiercely and said, "Let's go."

At the bus stop, Amber waited for half an hour before the bus finally arrived. When she returned home, her uncle, Ashton Stone, was watching TV in the living room. Seeing her in a mess as she walked in, he was shocked. "Amber, what's wrong with you?"

"I met a b*tch!" Naturally, Amber would not hide it from her uncle.

"Amber, you shouldn't have come back! How nice it is for you to stay with Pierce all the time...."

"Uncle, I can't remain by his side forever. I can't allow my status to drag him down. Besides, you're in poor health, so I'm worried about you."

"Alas, it's all my fault. I'm getting old and causing you trouble!" Ashton sighed.

"It's fine. I won't stay in South City for too long. The Parableutions has expanded its new company in Seaview City. I might be transferred to work there in the future. At that time, we can leave South City and stop seeing these b*stards."

At the Black family's house. Celia hurriedly got out of the car and entered the living room. "Mum, I'm back!"

Shannon Sharp, who was sitting in the living room, looked up and saw Celia with her hair messy and her dress all dirty. In a shock, Shannon asked, "What had happened?"

"Let's talk upstairs." Celia glanced at the domestic helper in the living room and headed upstairs while dragging Shannon by the hand. Closing the door behind her, she immediately blurted, "Mum, Amber Stone is back. What should we do?"

"What did you say? Amber Stone is back? Is that true?" This news gave Shannon a jolt.

"It's true. I met her at the party tonight. She's having a hard time and went so far as to be a waitress at the party...," answered Celia, telling Shannon everything that took place that night.

"You're really impossible, why did you provoke her at this time?" grumbled Shannon.

"How could I not provoke her? Mum, think about it. Why did this b*tch appear at this time after disappearing for three years?" Anger was written all over Celia's face. "She must have found out that Rodney and I are going to be engaged, so she showed up on purpose."

"Is that so?" Shannon asked in return.

"It must be. I robbed Rodney from her and she's embittered. I'm worried that she'll look for Rodney. It's better that we strike first to gain the upper hand."

"This is a good idea, but about your father, he has been worrying about this little b*tch. If he knew that she came back, he would definitely go to find her. This is something problematic!"

"So you have to think of something quickly."

"Let me think about it. We must not let the relationship between her and your father's be exposed. Or else, it will be disastrous!" said Shannon with a face full of resentment.