Winning My Ex-Crush

Laird’s POV

I leaned against the wall with one hand. Several times I assessed the situation and remembered Alan’s words that kept boiling my blood. I glared sharply at Alan, and the man slowly got up. Unfortunately, he just chuckled and even had time to straighten his shirt.

“Ignore him, sir. He’s just jealous of me,” Alan still chuckled.

“Please get my wallet, sir. I need to sign a check to pay this honorable Mr. Evans,” Alan said casually to the older officer.

The older officer let out a long sigh and nodded at the other officer in the room. The slightly younger officer finally left the room.

“Truly, your service is very satisfying. You protect me, give me painkillers and water, and now you’re going to get my wallet,” Alan said cheerfully as he sat again on the chair.

“Don’t get cocky, Mr. Schmidt. You’ve caused a lot of trouble tonight,” the older officer said patiently.

“Oh, here it is,” Alan said happily as the officer returned to the room with a black leather wallet.

“Do you have the blank check in there?” the officer asked as he handed the wallet and pen to Alan.

“Of course.” Alan pulled out a rolled but still smooth blank check. He wrote for a minute, then let down his pen.

“Fill in the amount yourself, Mr. Evans. You didn’t mention your attorney’s fees.”

I observed the check Alan handed me on the table. My jaw was still clenched from holding back my anger, and finally, I stood up straight again. I shook my head in disbelief at Alan’s behavior.

“Thank you, gentlemen. It seems I have to leave a review on the internet that your service is outstanding, even providing a pen before I ask for it. Do you want me to write a check as well?” Alan asked the two police officers.

“That’s enough, Mr. Schmidt. It’s time to return to the cell. Return the pen and your wallet.” The old police officer then escorted Alan back out of the interrogation room to the holding cell.

“Please leave, sir. You have been scheduled for a preliminary hearing with Judge Brown on Monday morning at 10 o’clock,” the officer said while adjusting his belt, looking more like he was just casually standing around.

After calming myself down, I walked slowly to the table. I looked at the signed check by Alan with the blank amount column. With an irritated sneer, I roughly took the check and almost crumpled it. However, when I thought about Fenella waiting outside, I controlled myself and put the check into my wallet in my jeans pocket.

“You’re very lucky to be an attorney with whatever fee you want,” teased the officer as he escorted me out of the room.

“No, he had to become that man’s attorney because he was thinking about his girlfriend outside. Really childish, fighting over a woman.” He snorted.

“When I was young, I never threw a punch at my love rivals,” the old police officer said, following me from behind, chatting loudly.

“He’s not my rival. He’s gay,” I retorted sharply to the officer.

“Even worse! Then why are you jealous of him? What a waste of energy.” The old officer clicked his tongue in pity for me.

***

As soon as we came out, I could see Fenella standing up and hugging my jacket. She hurried over, but stumbled in the middle. I was too late and too far away to reach her. Instead, a young male police officer quickly caught her body to prevent her from falling to the ground.

“Oh, thank you,” she said to him.

“You’re welcome, Miss. Are you okay?” the officer asked.

What the hell is he doing? Well, I have to admit his face was quite handsome, and he had dimples that adorned his face. His eyes sparkled, and he smiled broadly at her. I clenched my jaw when I looked at them flirting without a care in the world.

“If I were you, Rick, I wouldn’t go near her. She’s already caused trouble for two guys tonight,” the old policeman said beside me.

Listening to the old cop’s cheeky remark, I furrowed my brow and scoffed. Why is it her fault? This old geezer didn’t know anything.

“Haha, troublemaker indeed. Pretty girls always act as they please.” Rick, the young policeman, then released his arm from around her waist and winked at her.

“Only if you want to be pleased.” She smirked.

My eyes widened at their remarks. I felt more uncomfortable with all of this and quickly walked closer to them. I cleared my throat loudly, making sure that they heard me.

I walked up to stand right in front of her and then turned to Rick. I stared at him in an urge to punch him. Fortunately, Rick understood and he immediately left her alone.

“What’s the result? What happened? Do I have to be detained too? How’s Alan?” She asked curiously in a whisper.

I locked my gaze at her for a long time to make sure she’s fine. Once I was sure, I finally answered softly.

“No. You can go home tonight. Alan still has to be detained until the first hearing in the next working hours. That means he has to wait until Monday morning,” I said.

“Is Alan really going to take on all the responsibilities for me?” She asked again in a whisper, so the old policeman wouldn’t hear her.

“Yes. He’s clearly still not quite sober from being drunk, but he insists.”

I glanced at her face, and I knew she had a guilty feeling weighing on her. It wasn’t her fault, but Alan made it like that with his oh-so-heroic act.

“Approximately how much will the bail be? And you also need to be paid for your lawyer’s services.”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Upon hearing her words, I raised my brow. She’s clearly thinking hard and worried about it. No, she didn’t have to worry about that at all. She should’ve put more trust in me.

“Stop thinking about that.” I put my hand on her back and guided her out of the police station.

“Come on, let me take you home. It’s already late.”