Anna Jadwin clutched her phone and obediently replied, "I understand..."
A married woman...
They hadn't gotten their marriage certificate yet, nor had they held a wedding banquet. She feared this might never be possible.
"Are you going to write or not? Is a phone call going to take half a year?" The female police officer looked at her with contempt.
Women just can't stand seeing other beautiful women... It's like being in the face of a great enemy, with the hostility of comparison quickly inflating.
"Here, here, sign your name and press your fingerprint!"
After hanging up the phone, Anna Jadwin picked up a pen to sign.
She didn't know when Wayne Bailey's people would arrive, but she felt as if she had someone to rely on and wasn't afraid anymore.
"Wendy, take her and lock her up in jail."
Just as Anna Jadwin stood up, the female police officer who had been recording her statement received a phone call very quickly.
