In a cell, Valerie, gaunt and exhausted, sat still on the hard bed.
In just a week, she became thinner and paler.
What's more, she was verging on a breakdown.
After days, the Sterling family still did not send anyone to bail her out, and Devin had not visited her once.
Suddenly, a female prison guard came and clanked the door open. "Miss Schultz, come out! Someone has come to see you."
Valerie surprisingly stood up, a gleam of hope arising from despair. "Is that my husband?"
The female prison guard took a pity to look at her, "come with me, and you will know."
Valerie, holding her heavy belly, walked out of the cell with the guard to the reception room.
A tall man in suit and tie sat with his back to them on the long table in the room.
Valerie, overjoyed, rushed over and was about to cry "Devin" when she saw clearly the man and stopped. She was deeply disappointed; the glow went out of her face.
The man was in his forties, with gold-rimmed glasses, and looked cultured and professional. He was not Devin!
Seeing Valerie come out, the man stood up and began to introduce himself, calmly, "Miss Schultz, I'm the lawyer from the Sterling family."
Valerie didn't notice that he called her Miss Schultz, not Mrs. Yontz. She roused herself and saw hope again. "Did Devin ask you to win this case for me?"
"I'm here on behalf of Mr. Yontz," the lawyer ignored her question and pushed several pieces of paper towards her, "please sign this divorce agreement."
Valerie felt as if a bucketful of ice water had been poured over her, her blood freezing in her veins. In disbelief, she picked up the document, which was indeed a divorce agreement, and she immediately fell down on the chair.
After she had waited for so many days, instead of the protection and shelter from the Sterling family, and indifferent lawyer came with a divorce agreement?!
"No, I'm not getting divorced... Why does he divorce me?! I'm still pregnant with his child! How does he have the nerve to abandon me just because I'm in prison?" Valerie made her final stand, her pale face contorted with rage.
The lawyer sneered, leaned forward, and lowered his voice, "Miss Schultz, you know best whether the unborn child is Mr. Yontz's own flesh and blood or not. It's your luck that the Sterling family won't charge you with adultery. They won't pursue the matter, and if you don't want to make yourself a big scandal, sign this agreement now."
Valerie broke into a cold sweat, and the pupil of her eyes narrowed and then widened in horror. Did old Sterling and Devin already know the truth about the unborn baby?
Valerie shivered under the lawyer's cold eyes. She picked up the pen and signed her name with a trembling hand.
The lawyer picked up the divorce agreement with satisfaction and left the detention center.
* * *
Rosemount Villa.
Devin was sprawling on the sofa, drinking himself to death. The floor was already covered with empty bottles.
After he was sent back to Rosemount Villa that day, his grandpa never spoke to him again. He tried to go back to explain, but the servants stopped him at the door and refused to let him in. He called, but Cooper answered the phone and said that old Sterling did not want to talk to him now.
Besides, his grandpa also suspended his position in the company and sent the servants and drivers away from Rosemount Villa, asking him to move back to his apartment in a few days.
If it were not for Valerie, how could his life be ruined like this?
His grandpa knew that he was infertile, and he even thought that he and Valerie plotted together to cheat him with a bastard to win his favor.
How could he be easily forgiven? It was certainly the end for him this time...
Even if grandpa would forgive him, he had no chance to struggle for power with his uncle again.
Though the relationship between grandpa and uncle was very poor, how could grandpa deliver over the family's property to a childless grandson?
He lost the game.
Since he betrayed Savannah and chose Valerie, his fortune had turned bad...
Was he rewarded for betraying his fiancée?
Thinking of this, he grabbed the empty can of beer and squeezed it hard, hitting it to the ground.
At the same time, his phone rang.
He answered the phone in liquor.
"Mr. Yontz, your wife, had signed the divorce agreement. I will settle your divorce as soon as possible." The lawyer reported in a businesslike tone through the phone.
Oh, he finally divorced that unfaithful bitch!
But he could not go back to his normal life.
Devin clenched his teeth with hatred and scolded Valerie when he thought that she betrayed him and was pregnant with another man's child!
"Do me a favor..." Devin ordered the lawyer in a harsh voice.
After the lawyer heard what Devin said, he frowned slightly but dared not disobey his order, "Mr. Yontz, you don't have to do this… Miss Schultz will come to no good for her attempted murder."
"I don't care! Anyway, I have to vent my spleen!"
"But..."
"Please make it clear, dear lawyer, that I'm still the grandson of George Sterling. If you still want to work for the Sterling family as a lawyer, just do as I said!" Devin's tone became even sterner.
The lawyer had no choice but agreed. "Yes, Mr. Yontz."
* * *
Late at night in the detention center.
In the cell, most of the female criminals were fast asleep, purring slightly.
Valerie sat against the wall clasping her knees and kept awake all night. She was filled with despair.
Devin divorced her, and no one could help her get out of here. She's finished...
She couldn't blame Devin or old Sterling, she had to vent all her anger on Savannah.
It's all because of that little bitch!
If it were not for Savannah, Olivia would not have asked her out to question her, and she would not have pushed Olivia down the stairs!
If it were not for Savannah, Dylan would not have set a trap and tempted her to the hospital, and she would not have been arrested on the spot!
In a word, the source of her misery was Savannah...
Now she was imprisoned alone in this cold cell with a big belly, while Savannah was enjoying the best treatment as a happy pregnant woman in the villa!
Why?
She was not reconciled!
Valerie buried her face in her knees, weeping sadly, and her eyes blazed hatred.
My dear cousin, Savannah, since my life had been ruined, you may as well forget about having a peaceful life.