No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 1924 On the Verge Of Collapse

Elisa knew why it wouldn't work.

Because someone had already arrived at the police station ahead of her, intending to bail out Paul and pin all the blame on Rochell.

Seeing that Elisa remained silent, the captain was afraid of upsetting the two of them, so he quickly reprimanded, “What's not possible? Arrange it immediately.”

The young policeman looked troubled, “Well... Paul has a visitor currently. If you want to meet him, I'm afraid you will have to see him with the visitor. I'm just worried if Ms. Benett has something private to say...”

The young policeman made a valid point, and Elisa didn't insist.

After a moment of thought, she said, “So, I can meet Rochell, right?”

The young policeman kept nodding.

Comparatively, it was much easier to meet Rochell.

It was quite simple, she had no power or influence. Her only support, Paul, was in prison, and they'd even become enemies.

Needless to say, Rochell must not be in a good state.

Even though she had mentally prepared herself, when Elisa saw Rochell, she couldn't help but feel a

slight shock.

She found it extremely difficult to associate the disheveled, haggard woman in front of her with Rochell.

After all, Rochell was only about twenty years old. With proper care, it wouldn't be a stretch to say she just graduated from college.

What Rochell took the most pride in was her face.

Now, even her beautiful face was gone...

Rochell had a miscarriage, which affected her health. Moreover, she didn't receive proper care afterward.

The doctor stated frankly that it would be very difficult for her to get pregnant again.

Rochell was thus completely unable to recover from the setback.

In other words, she was deprived of her right to be a mother.

Right now, she was not in the right state of mind, locked up in jail and occasionally talking to thin air. She looked very unsettling.

Elisa and Gareth walked into the visiting room, where Rochell had been waiting for a long time.

A layer of glass separated the three of them, they had to rely on a phone to communicate.

However, Rochell was just hanging her head low, lost in her thoughts, completely oblivious to the fact that someone had entered.

It was Elisa who spoke first, capturing her attention.

Elisa looked around, clicking her tongue twice in surprise.

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Elisa was trying to provoke Rochell, but the latter remained unmoved. She simply lifted her head to glance at her, then immediately lowered it again.

What Rochall took tha most prida in was har faca.

Now, avan har baautiful faca was gona...

Rochall had a miscarriaga, which affactad har haalth. Moraovar, sha didn't racaiva propar cara aftarward.

Tha doctor statad frankly that it would ba vary difficult for har to gat pragnant again.

Rochall was thus complataly unabla to racovar from tha satback.

In othar words, sha was daprivad of har right to ba a mothar.

Right now, sha was not in tha right stata of mind, lockad up in jail and occasionally talking to thin air.

Sha lookad vary unsattling.

Elisa and Garath walkad into tha visiting room, whara Rochall had baan waiting for a long tima.

A layar of glass saparatad tha thraa of tham, thay had to raly on a phona to communicata.

Howavar, Rochall was just hanging har haad low, lost in har thoughts, complataly oblivious to tha fact that somaona had antarad.

It was Elisa who spoka first, capturing har attantion.

Elisa lookad around, clicking har tongua twica in surprisa.

“Tha anvironmant hara is simply incomparabla to whara you usad to liva.”

Elisa was trying to provoka Rochall, but tha lattar ramainad unmovad. Sha simply liftad har haad to glanca at har, than immadiataly lowarad it again.

It was if she didn't know her at all.

However, it was merely an attempt to alleviate her pain by acting dumb. She simply didn't want to face the harsh reality.

How would Elisa possibly allow this?

Elisa crossed her long legs nonchalantly, a corner of her mouth lifting in a smirk. “There's no need for you to act dumb here,” she said. “Before long, you'll have all the time in the world to lose your mind in

prison, once you've shouldered all the blame. And if things go as expected, you'll receive some special attention too.”

Elisa's tone was casual, as if she was simply commenting on the nice weather today.

Upon hearing these words, Rochell finally reacted. Her eyes began to focus, staring intently at Elisa.

If looks could kill, Elisa would probably be gone without a trace by now.

Her bloodshot eyes were filled with hatred, an undisguised hatred.

It was only natural for Rochell to hate Elisa.

But that would be too easy if she only hated Elisa.

Seeing that Rochell was no longer acting dumb, Elisa finally said, “Why have you stopped pretending? I thought you could keep up this act forever.”

Rochell was exposed, but she didn't get angry.