Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right



Clarissa's acting was far from convincing. Her eyes were darting nervously.

Juan frowned. "Is this her?" he asked, turning to Joe.

Joe nodded. "Yes, she colluded with the kidnappers."

Juan's gaze shifted back to Clarissa, who trembled in fear.

"Don't you know who I am?"

"No, your people brought me here. This is illegal! I'm calling the police. I'm going to report this."

"Okay, give her a phone. Let her call the police."

Juan's words immediately silenced Clarissa, her earlier bravado vanishing like smoke in the wind.

"You can tell them how you colluded with the kidnappers to abduct Debra."

Clarissa crumpled to the ground, unable to utter a word.

A nearby guard spoke up. "Sir, we caught her trying to buy a train ticket to Booton. Her hometown must be there." "No." Clarissa denied it weakly. "My hometown isn't Booton. I was just traveling, not running away."

Juan asked sternly, "Why kidnap Debra? Who are you?"

He had no recollection of ever seeing Clarissa before, and with his status, it was unlikely their paths had crossed.

Clarissa remained silent, and Juan's expression grew colder still. "If you won't talk, I can find out myself. Until then, you're going to the police station."

Clarissa's panic surged, but there was a strange lack of genuine fear. Being taken to the station wasn't the worst outcome. She just needed to avoid admitting guilt. Once Shelia became Mrs. Nichols, she would be rescued.

Juan noticed her peculiar reaction and narrowed his eyes. Joe stepped forward and said, "Take her to the police station."

"Wait." Juan stopped him. "That's unnecessary."

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Juan sneered, "It will take a long time for the police to interrogate her. My approach will be much faster."

A sense of dread washed over Clarissa as Juan turned to Joe. 'Lock her in the black box. She can come out when she talks."

Joe understood the implication and nodded. "Will do."

Clarissa shivered. "W-What's a black box?"

Juan replied, "The black box is a pitch-black, windowless small room. It's like a dog cage, with no water or food. I don't know what's inside-maybe rats, spiders, or snakes.

Clarissa panicked. "No. I don't want that. This is illegal. You're..."

Juan kicked her hard in the chest. "I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't talk, you'll suffer like hell. I guarantee it will be worse than anything you can imagine.