Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 661:

Fannie’s gaze shifted to Bobby, her expression filled with a complex mix of emotions—confusion, hurt, and a deep sense of betrayal.

Jett stood up again, rattling the chair beneath him with a frustrated motion. “Did you hear that? My girlfriend mistook him for me, and yet he still took advantage of her!”noveldrama

Bobby sneered at Jett, unfazed. Slowly, he pulled out his phone and began playing a voice recording.

The recording played the moment when Fannie, overwhelmed with desperation, begged Bobby for help. Throughout the entire exchange, Bobby never once mentioned that he was Jett. He even asked Fannie if she needed to go to the hospital, to which she had declined.

The recording ended abruptly, making Bobby’s claim of being coerced seem somewhat credible. Jett stood frozen, speechless, unable to produce evidence as convincing as Bobby’s.

Fannie’s face turned pale, her voice laced with disgust as she sneered, “You actually recorded it?”

Bobby leaned back, his posture indifferent, and said coldly, “It’s a habit. I’ve been set up by women too many times.”

A sudden realization dawned on Jett, and he began accusing Bobby of having orchestrated the entire kidnapping. “Fannie never even heard the kidnapper call you. You went to the hotel with bad intentions!”

Bobby crossed his arms, unfazed by the accusation. He had already anticipated the situation and had recorded the conversation, just in case.

Jett scoffed. “Couldn’t you have staged it yourself? You planned all this—humiliating me by assaulting my girlfriend and then calling me over to witness it.”

Fannie, who had been silently observing the escalating argument, closed her eyes and murmured, “Enough, Jett.”

That night, she had already endured too many judgmental stares. Jett, desperate to save face, hadn’t once stopped to consider how she felt in all of this.

Fannie lowered her gaze, her exhaustion evident. She was tired of it all.

Jett didn’t seem to care about the truth behind who had kidnapped her—he only wanted Bobby behind bars.

“Officer, let’s not press the assault charge for now,” Fannie said, her voice firm but weary.

Bobby raised a hand casually, as if unconcerned by the matter.

“I won’t press it either,” he replied.

Jett’s eyes reddened as he turned to Fannie, his frustration evident. “Have you already forgotten what you just said?”

Fannie didn’t spare him a glance.

“Officer, I just want the real kidnapper caught,” she said, her tone firm.

The officer nodded.

“Understood.”

The three of them exited the police station one by one. As soon as they stepped outside, Jett stormed after Fannie, starting an argument right at the entrance.

“Why did you do that? Have you gone soft? Do you feel sorry for him?”

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