In the detention center.
In a cell, Valerie, gaunt and exhausted, sat still on the hard bed.
In just a week, she became thinner and paler.
What's more, she was verging on a breakdown.
After days, the Sterling family still did not send anyone to bail her out, and Devin had not visited her once.
Suddenly, a female prison guard came and clanked the door open. "Miss Schultz, come out! Someone has come to see you."
Valerie surprisingly stood up, a gleam of hope arising from despair. "Is that my husband?"
The female prison guard took a pity to look at her, "come with me, and you will know."
Valerie, holding her heavy belly, walked out of the cell with the guard to the reception room.
A tall man in suit and tie sat with his back to them on the long table in the room.
Valerie, overjoyed, rushed over and was about to cry "Devin" when she saw clearly the man and stopped. She was deeply disappointed; the glow went out of her face.
