Chapter 220
Chapter 220 The Police Are Called
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“Mom, did Arabella’s brother really do this?” Edward stared at the heavy casts encasing Freya’s legs. It looked just as Carter had described.
Freya was infuriated that even now, lying injured in a hospital bed, Edward was questioning her. “Can’t you see the casts with your own eyes? Do I have to be beaten right in front of you for you to believe it?”
“Mom, that’s not what I meant,” Edward quickly tried to clarify.
“I think you just don’t want to believe anything we say. That Arabella–whatever nonsense she feeds you, you swallow it whole. Get out! I don’t want you here.” Freya waved a dismissive hand, her face a mask of hurt and anger.
But Edward knew she was just lashing out. He didn’t leave. Instead, he sat in the chair beside her bed and tried to soothe her. “Mom, please try to stay calm. Your recovery is the most important thing right now.”
“Don’t tell me what I already know! All anyone does is tell me not to be angry. If you really cared, you’d go teach that little witch a lesson!
“She had me beaten half to death and just walked away like nothing happened. There’s no justice anymore!
“If you have any feeling for me at all, you’ll put Arabella in a hospital bed too–make her injuries worse than mine! Or better yet, have the police arrest her and throw her in jail!” Freya’s furious glare swept over both Edward and Carter.
Neither man responded. One lacked the means–he couldn’t even locate Arabella, let alone confront her. The other would never dream of laying a hand on her.
Seeing both Carter and Edward staring at the floor in silence, Freya snapped, “What are you looking down there for? Are you scared?
“Useless, both of you. Here I am, seriously injured, and you won’t even speak up. How did I end up surrounded by such cowards!” she shouted, her voice dripping with contempt.
Carter and Edward could only bow their heads further, enduring the verbal onslaught.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and a police officer stepped into the room.
“Who here placed the call?” the officer asked, his gaze taking in the three of them.
Edward was startled by the officer’s presence. He gave the man a puzzled look before turning back to Freya. “Mom, you called the police?”
From her bed, Freya seemed to view the officer as a lifeline. Ignoring Edward’s question, she spoke up immediately, “Officer, I’m the one who called.”
The officer walked to Freya’s bedside, observed her condition for a moment, and asked, “You reported an assault resulting in your injuries?”
“Yes, as you can see. Both of my legs are broken,” Freya replied, adopting a pained, victimized tone.
“Can you tell me who was responsible?” the officer inquired.
This was the opening Freya had been waiting for. “It was a girl named Arabella. She had her brother do it–he’s the one who broke
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my legs.
“Though I heard she goes by a different name now… something like Hamilton.”
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“So you’re stating the assailant was a male, acting on the instructions of a female named Arabella?” The officer clarified, mentally structuring the report.
“Yes, that’s exactly what happened,” Freya stated firmly, her expression grave.
“Officer, there might be a misunderstanding here. My mother is speaking out of distress–she may not mean all of this literally.” Edward jumped in, attempting to defend Arabella.
He couldn’t stand the thought of the police pursuing her over this.
“Edward, what are you doing? Still protecting that witch? If you want to see me in an early grave, just keep it up. Otherwise, be quiet!” Freya scolded, furious that Edward was still speaking up for Arabella.
“Mom, I’m not trying to protect anyone. It’s just… this seems like a private family matter. We should handle it ourselves. There’s no need to involve the police.” Edward tried to persuade Freya to reconsider the report.
Given Arabella’s complicated family situation and her relatives‘ current status, a serious assault charge would only create more turmoil.
Edward was worried about the repercussions for Arabella’s family, and above all, he didn’t want to see her harmed.
“If either of you were capable of handling anything, I wouldn’t need to trouble the police. But are you?” Freya’s scrutinizing gaze swept over Carter and Edward with disdain.
“We could try to-”
Before Edward could finish, Freya cut him off sharply. “Don’t feed me empty promises! Do you think I’m an idiot?”
“Mom, I didn’t mean-” Edward tried again.
Frewa cut him short. “I don’t want to hear it. If you’re staying, go sit over there and be quiet.”
“It might be best to resolve this matter privately before proceeding with a formal report,” the officer suggested, picking up on Edward’s comments and sensing a domestic dispute. He suspected emotions might be running too high for a clear account.
“There’s nothing to resolve. Someone intentionally assaulted me and broke both my legs. I want her arrested,” Freya insisted, her tone demanding immediate action.
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