My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 122 Confessed

Brandon could also tell that the tricks they had been using were all futile against Sydney. Moreover, Sydney had the support of the mysterious man.

If they want to bring Sydney down, then they must first expose the mysterious man behind her. This matter could not be rushed and must be done slowly.

Lyra remained silent. She had her head lowered, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room opened.

A policeman came in together with Sydney.

Sydney's cold eyes swept across the three of them, and she said sarcastically, "I didn't know that President Madden and Mrs. Madden are here too." NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Mrs. Madden turned her head away and ignored Sydney.

Brandon snorted and did not say a word.

Only Lyra looked at Sydney with teary eyes and replied, "Ms. Raines, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to push you down the stairs. I just...”

"Dissociative identity disorder, right?" Sydney curled her lips mockingly.

Lyra bit her lip. "So, Ms. Raines already knew."

Sydney snorted and asked, "Do you really have this disorder?" "It’s true. I just found out as well.” Lyra nodded in horror, as though she was afraid of her own illness.

Mrs. Madden went and hugged her daughter. "Lyra, why didn't you tell your dad and me that you're ill?"

"I agree. You should've told us." Brandon looked at Lyra sternly.

Lyra held both of their hands and said, "I don't want to worry you both."

"You...” Mrs. Madden sighed.

Sydney looked at the family of three and a sense of nostalgia rose within her heart.

A long time ago, she also had parents who loved her very much.

However, it all turned to dust because of what happened six years ago.

"Cut it out," Sydney crossed her arms and said coldly," I don't know if Ms. Madden's dissociative identity disorder is real or not. If it's real, then just pretend I didn't say this. If it's fake, then I hope that you get this disorder."

Lyra froze momentarily and looked at Sydney in shock. "Ms. Raines, you..."

"Why are you such a horrible person? How can you curse Lyra?!" Mrs. Madden was so mad that she was trembling.

Brandon also looked at Sydney with a darkened expression.

Sydney spread her hands and shrugged. "I said it. If it's fake, then your daughter might end up with this disorder. If it's real, then you can treat whatever I said as rubbish. So, Mrs. Madden, why are you so worked up about this?"

"You..." Mrs. Madden was at a loss for words.

Brandon patted Mrs. Madden’s hand and narrowed his eyes at Sydney. "Girl, you’re still as articulate as I remember."

Sydney smiled. "President Madden, you’re flattering me.

Brandon snorted and said nothing else.

Sydney turned to Lyra. "Ms. Madden, are you happy that I lost the recording?"

"Huh?" Lyra blinked in confusion, then widened her mouth as though she had just come to a huge realization. "Ms. Raines, are you suspicious of me?"

"The only ones who knew about the recording were the three of us. I've already spoken to Julien Flint and he said he did nothing. Naturally, it could only be you, then." Sydney stared at her.

Lyra quickly waved her hand. "I didn’t. It's not me. I already said that I’ll go to jail to pay for my wrongdoings, so why would I find someone to snatch the recording?"

"Snatch?" The corners of Sydney's mouth twitched." Ms. Madden, you're basically confessing. When did I say that the recording was snatched?"

Lyra’s expression changed horribly as she noticed that she sold herself out by accident.

"I... I..." Both Lyra's hands twisted together uneasily.

When Sydney saw that, her face was filled with contempt. "You sounded so righteous, Ms. Madden. If you don't want to go to jail, you can just say that. I might even look up to you for being honest. Turns out you were just your same pretentious self.”

Sydney threw Lyra and a cold glance, then turned around to leave.

Lyra lowered her head with a twisted expression and decided to say nothing.

"Hubby, what are you looking at?" When Mrs. Madden saw that Brandon was staring at Sydney's silhouette, she frowned.

Brandon pondered for a few seconds. "Nothing. I just felt that Sydney’s side profile looked a lot like my mother.”

In the previous meetings, he also noticed that her smile was somewhat similar to his mother's.

Now, he was more surprised that their side profiles were similar.

When Brandon said that, Mrs. Madden suddenly thought of something and her eyes widened. "Hubby, that reminds me of something. When I came back from South Lake, I ran into Sydney Raines once and found that her face looked rather familiar, as though I had seen her somewhere. I wasn't sure back then, but now that you mention it, she does look a lot like Mother."

"Dad, Mum, are you talking about Grandmother?" Lyra asked suddenly.

Mrs. Madden nodded. "Yes."

Lyra lowered her head and bit her lips. "I don't like Grandmother."

"My..." Mrs. Madden sighed and patted her head. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Your grandmother is no longer around."

"I don’t understand why Grandmother dislikes me so much. Am I not her only granddaughter?" Lyra looked at her parents with teary eyes.

Brandon and his wife exchanged a glance with each other, and they both understood that there was much more to Lyra's question than they were willing to talk about.

"Ms. Raines, although you said that Ms. Madden pushed you down the stairs and was the prime suspect for intentional murder, there was no surveillance camera at the location where it happened and it's almost impossible for you to find evidence. Moreover, you lost the evidence you had. We're unable

to detain Ms. Madden here for now."

Sydney knew that this was going to happen.

Therefore, she was not angry. Despite being unwilling, she said calmly, "I know."

"Our side will try our best to help you get the evidence back," the policeman said.

Sydney thanked him. "Sure. I’ll leave it to you, then."

"Sure." The policeman smiled.

Afterward, Sydney walked out of the police station.

She saw Julien standing by the side of his car, and he was holding a cigarette.

Sydney was stunned.

Julien was smoking?

It was her first time seeing Julien smoke.

Julien saw Sydney and killed his cigarette. He then studied Sydney’s face intently. When he noted that Sydney did not seem as pale as before, he felt an odd sense of relief.

"Are you okay?” Julien asked.

Sydney pretended not to hear him and walked straight to her car.

Julien frowned.

He could feel how much Sydney hated him. Even more so than before.

Was it because he tried to stop her from reporting the incident to the police?

Sydney left in her car.

Julien remained where he was for a while until he heard footsteps behind him.

"Julien!" Lyra said in surprise.

Julien turned around and saw that Lyra was running toward him happily.

"Julien, you..." Lyra saw the injury on his face and her smile froze. She quickly raised her hand to touch the wound while she asked worriedly, "Julien, what happened? Who did this?"

"Julien, tell us what happened." Mrs. Madden and Brandon were also concerned.

Julien took Lyra's hand from his face. "Nothing. I fell."

"Nonsense. You were obviously beaten." Lyra suddenly started crying.

Julien squeezed her hand. "Don't worry, it's all in the past. Get in the car."

Since he did not want to elaborate on this matter, Lyra could only give in and get into the car as he said.

On the way, Julien glanced at Lyra with the side of his eyes. "Lyra, did you hire someone to snatch Sydney’s bag?"

Lyra nodded and shook her head at the same time. "I think so, but I don't remember anything. I think it might be the other me, since she doesn't want to go to jail. I’m sorry, Julien."

"I see. Don't blame yourself, it has nothing to do with you." Julien comforted her gently.

Lyra sniffled. "What do we do with Ms. Raines?”

"Just return her bag to her. Even if she has the evidence, I'll never let you go to jail," Julien said with his hands on the steering wheel.

Lyra lowered her head uneasily. "But I don’t know who snatched her bag. I don't know how to contact the person. If I can't find it, how do I return it to her?"