Chapter 8

8

~Rex’s POV~

I made a right turn and drove straight. I drove into the police station and pulled over at the car park. I turned off the ignition and unstrapped the seatbelt. I opened the door and got out to the car. I looked at the building opposite the car park.

My phone bleeped. I put my hand in the pocket of my trousers and took it out. The time-out deactivated and saw a notification on the lock screen. It was a text from my lawyer.

[I’m inside with the Inspector and your wife. Where are you?]

I read it through the notification bar and left it as unread. I discarded my phone back into my pocket and let out a sigh. I walked towards the station. I pulled the door open and almost bumped into an officer.

“Watch where you going!” He said coolly. He held an offender by the arm and pulled him.

I had gaze at the two for awhile and got the distracted. Then it hit. I went inside. I scanned the reception. Officers on their feet, some in uniform while some in their casual. Some offenders sat down opposite the room, with their hands cuffed.

I walked towards to the receptionist’s desk. The bobby was on a call. She glanced at me.

“Don’t worry. Help it’s on its way.” She said, having her eyes on me. She replied in a nod and ended the call.

“How can I help you?”

“I’m looking for Inspector…” I said as I tried to recall what his name was. It was at the tip of my tongue.

“The only Inspector available and present is Inspector John.” She said, being awfully friendly. Her smile seemed odd. There was something else behind it.

I smirked.

“Yes, he is the one. Where is his office?” I asked.

“It’s the first door by the right.” She said,

“I can take you there myself.”

I would’ve obliged. It wouldn’t even take me a minute to get her digits. Probably call her the next day, drive to a hotel and feel each other’s warmth. But with the kind of trouble I suddenly found myself in,

“Thanks but I can get there alone.”

Her smile turned to a frown.

“Oh! Okay!” She said plainly, feeling disappointed.

I hummed and left the desk. I turned my head round and flashed a glance at her. Cupcake has caused me to lose a catch. I shook my head and entered the hall. I followed her direction to the tea and arrived at the office.

The blinds were drawn and I could see the clearly. Cupcake sat opposite the Inspector while my lawyer explained things to him. I heaved and knocked on the door.

“Come in!”

I turned the handle and pulled it open. Inspector John looked at me blankly. His facial expression was cold.

“You are—?”

“That’s my client, Rex Northman.” My lawyer answered.

Inspector John hummed. He leant his back against his chair. I looked at Cupcake. She had eyes at the desk as she fidgeted her fingers. She strictly avoided eye contact with me.

“Esq. Robin,” The Inspector called him.

My lawyer sat upright, eager to know why he was being called.

“Get up so that your client can sit. He is the one I’ve been wanting to talk to and not you.”

My lawyer glanced at me and then Cupcake. He replied in a nod and stood on his feet. He did the button on his jacket. I walked past him. I pulled up the chair and sat down.

“So, Mr. Northman, which do I call you? Rex or Northman?” The Inspector started off.

“Whichever you prefer.” I replied plainly.

“Okay.” He said. He flashed a glance at Cupcake and looked at me.

“Do you know this woman?”

I looked at her.

“Yes. She is my wife.” I answered boldly, unshaken by the questions.

“Mm!” He hummed as he picked up his pen and turned it using his two fingers. He uncapped it.

“How did you both get married?”

F**k! She had already told him a lot.

“It was a private wedding. No guest. Just Cupcake, the priest and myself.” I replied.

“And you invited neither of your family members nor hers?” He followed up.

“I’m not on good terms with mine. Plus, she never introduced me to hers.” I replied.

I hope he bought it.

“Okay. Well, your wife came here and made a report. In her words,” He said as he raised his notepad,

“You kidnapped her, forced her to marry you and held her captive in your house.”

He looked at me sternly.

“Is that true?”

“No. Neither of that happened the way she said.” I denied.

I wasn’t going to be behind bars. Not yet.

Cupcake looked at me, surprised.

“That’s not true. He is lying.” She pointed out.

“You know I am not.” I retorted.

She turned towards the Inspector.

“He is lying. He kidnapped me. He sent his bodyguards to do it and restricted my movement. He even has my phone.” She explained.

“That’s not true. She had lost her phone before the wedding. I had planned to get her a new one after our honeymoon.” I said.

She shook her head. Tears slowly ran down her cheeks.

“Please Inspector, don’t believe a word he is saying.”

The Inspector seemed moved by her tears. I was losing him.

“Inspector, you shouldn’t really take her words that serious. The only reason why she is like this was because we had a little argument a week ago while we were on our honeymoon.” I said, coming up with something believable,

“Ever since, she has been looking for a way to end our marriage. She has been seeking for a divorce but I can’t simply give it to her. I love my wife very much.”

“Hm!” He hummed.

“If you believe my marriage was done pressure, you can call the priest yourself. I even came along with my marriage certificate. I could show them to you.” I said convincingly.

His facial expression changed. He bought the lies. I think.

“Mrs Northman, has your husband physical abused you?” He asked her.

Cupcake went mute. She hung her head and shook it.

“He hasn’t raised his hand, has he?” He continued.

“No.” She sniffed and wiped off her tears,

“He hasn’t.”

“Clearly from what has been said, this was a minor misunderstanding. I can’t find any form of abduction or forced marriage. Unless you have a witness, Mrs Northman?” He asked her.

She shook her head. A smug smile sprang on my face. This should be easy as pie.

“See, Inspector. I told you she would do anything to get a divorce. I understand couples fight often but a little misunderstanding shouldn’t be the reason why she should request a divorce.” I said, getting hold of her hand. I rubbed it and kissed the back of her palm.

“I really love my wife. She is my most priceless jewel.”

The Inspector gabbled something. He wrote down something in his notepad and closed it. The door creaked open.

“Inspector John,” A calm voice said at the door.

I turned my head round and caught a glimpse of the bobby. The exact one at the reception. She had her eyes on me and saw my hand in Cupcake’s. She looked away sadly.

“Your presence is needed at the interrogation room.” She said.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” He said dismissively.

She replied in a nod. She flashed a glance at me and left the room. The Inspector stood on his feet and dropped the pen he was holding on the desk.

“There isn’t much to say. You both can solve your differences yourselves and learn to stop wasting precious time on silly quarrels. You should resolve your matters at home before bothering me with something irrelevant.” He said plainly.

“I understand, Inspector. It won’t repeat itself.” I replied, wearing a sly smile.

The Inspector didn’t reply and left the office. I waited until he had walked away completely from it.

“Robin, could you please leave? I want to talk to my wife. Alone.” I said frigidly.

Robin left the office. The door clicked and Cupcake quickly pulled out her hand. She wore an angry look and faced the other side. I leant my back in the chair.

“You thought you could get rid of me easily?” I taunted her, wearing a gleeful smile.

She stayed mute and broke down again. I noticed the tears that ran down her cheek.

“Are those tears of joy or did you just realize you wasted a good opportunity to be far from me?” I asked ironically.

“You managed to play him.” She replied, disappointed.

“Not really. I only told him the truth. Half of it.” I muttered,

“Come on, Cupcake! Let’s go home. I have a surprise waiting for you. You like surprises, don’t you?” I said mischievously.

She slowly turned to her side and looked at me. Her face turned pale.

“There is no need to worry. You’ll like the surprise as much as I do.” I assured her, still wearing my smug smile.