A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah)

Chapter

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He looked at me sincerely. "In my opinion, this is the best punishment for the abuser."

The female lawyer immediately chimed in, "Exactly! Ms. York, we will do everything we can to help you."

I slowly nodded, feeling a spark of hope return to my eyes. "Alright!"

Elijah walked out of the police station, still bearing visible injuries. As soon as Jocelyn saw him, she rushed over. Tears filled her eyes as she hugged him tightly. "Elijah, you must've suffered so much in there!"

She immediately began ranting, blaming the police for being heartless and detaining him for five days despite all her efforts to pull strings.

"I tried everything, Elijah. They said... they said you were under investigation for illegal detainm and attempted assault, so they had no choice but to keep you-"

Before she could finish, Elijah silently got into the car, not saying a word. He sat in the back seat, his wounded face expressionless, but his eyes were filled with an icy coldness. Jocelyn hurried to climb in beside him, urging the driver, "Drive, drive!"

d......

The car pulled away, leaving the station behind. Elijah remained silent, staring out of the window, his face dark and unreadable.

Jocelyn tried to snuggle up to him, her voice soft and sweet. "Elijah, what's wrong? Why won't you talk to me?"

Elijah glanced at her briefly, shifting away without a word. Her expression fell, hurt flashing across her face.

Her eyes filled with tears as she spoke in a trembling voice. "Elijah, I know you're upset, but I haven't been able to eat or sleep properly these past few days. I've been so worried about you..." She continued, "I know it wasn't your fault... It's all Ariana's doing-

Elijah, who had been silent until now, shot her a cold look, instantly silencing her. That look sent a shiver down Jocelyn's spine. It was unfamiliar, terrifying

She shrank back. "Elijah, I... I wasn't trying to speak ill of Ms. York. She's the one who made all this happen to you...

Elijah's voice was emotionless as he said, "She knows.

Jocelyn blinked in confusion. "Knows what?"

"She knows we slept together," Elijah said, his tone flat.

Jocelyn gasped. "How is that possible? I didn't say anything!"

Elijah turned his gaze back to the window. "She figured it out on her own."

A flicker of disdain crossed Jocelyn's face, and her voice became soft and fragile. "What do we do now. Elijah? What if Ms. York tries to get back at me? I'm so scared

She leaned into his chest, but in the next moment, Elijah's hand coldly pushed her away. Stunned, Jocelyn called out his name in a wounded tone.

"Elijah..."

Elijah's face remained impassive. "I'm tired. I want to rest."

Jocelyn hesitated and timidly asked, "What about the welcome home party?"

Elijah's lips curved into a strange smile. "It'll go on as planned."

Her eyes lit up with joy. "Really?"

Realizing she might've gotten too excited, she quickly lowered her head and meekly added, "Elijah, I know you're not in a good mood after everything. Maybe we should postpone the welcome-home party for a few days? "At least, perhaps until you've had time to rest, and we've cleared things up with Ms. York... then we can. invite everyone over again."

Elijah remained silent, his expression distant.

Jocelyn grew more anxious. "Elijah, say something."

Elijah said coldly, "Postpone it for three days. Then, invite everyone as planned."

Jocelyn frowned, confused. "Do you mean... still invite Ms. York?"

Elijah's lips twisted into a faint, sarcastic smile. "Yes."