After Divorce: Loved by the Secret Billionaire CEO

Chapter 111 I need to see Rachel

Ethan's POV

After getting off the shock of the news I drove straight to the police station to see Rachel. Two things still struck me.

Lana was dead and Rachel was in the police stations being blamed for that.

How the hell was she being blamed for Lana's death, and why?

Could she really have done it?

If she did, why was she in the prison right now? She could have left the country immediately, or even have told me. I would've helped her get out of this mess...

Alot of things ran through my mind as I rushed over to the station, i jist didn't know what to believe.

The only woman I loved was in the station being blamed for a crime, I was not even sure whether she committed or not.

Even if she did, she was Rachel Andrews, my fucking woman, Ethan Wright's woman. That title alone gave her the power and authority to do whatever the fuck she wants... But she was highly reluctant to accept it, even to believe it was hers.

I arrived at the station in recorded time and hurriedly walked inside.

My eyes sighted Mark almost immediately as I got in, he was sitting on one of the chairs going through his phone.

"Hey..." I walked over to him. "What's going on?"

Where was Marina? Why was she not here?

"Relax Ethan."Mark said patting the seat next to him and I reluctantly went to sit down.

My entire body was uncomfortable, most especially my heart which kept pounding louder and louder inside my chest as I thought of Rachel in a stinky place like this.

"How is Rachel?" I began asking again. He shook his head. " I have no clue"

No clue?

"Then what the fuck have you been doing here since?" My anger was rising and so was my tone.

What did he mean by he had no idea?

"Ethan for fuck sake, for Rachel's sake can you calm down." Mark said gritting his teeth while looking around.

Something was not right I could feel it. He gestured me to look at the woman at the counter and I did befoeee nodding my head.

Don't know why, but Mark had a keem suspicious sense and it seems like that woman was somehow connected to Rachel's case.

I'll ask him about that later.

"Where is Marina? I thought the both of you came together?" I asked looking around the small station.

This was my first time being in a place like this, I couldn't imagine Rachel staying here at all, it was sickening.

Mark nodded. " We did come together but, Marina was unsure if Rachel wanted to see me since I'm connected to you, so she went to see Rachel alone. "

That just wouldn't do. I stood up and Mark immediately followed.

" What are you doing? " He asked his tone filled with concern.

" I need to see Rachel, to check if she's alright ". I said walking really inside the station.

The lady at the front desk who had been gawking at me since the second I glanced at her smiled with a small wave as I walked into the narrow hallway

Was she not ought to try to stop me?

Instead she just kept staring dreamily at me until I was gone.

From what I knew about police stations, they always had a small holding, a room of some kind where the prisoners could meet their visitors and that was exactly where I was heading too.

The prison wasn't exactly small since it was a rich people neighborhood, but it also wasn't friendly looking either.

" Ethan, Rachel may not want to see you. She might take this visit the wrong way". Mark warned, his voice sounding right next to me but I shrugged it of.

" Hey Mr, this place is off the limits for guests ". An officer coming from the opposite side of the hallway where I was currently walking on said as soon as he saw me.

His hand has already found its way to the back of his jacket where his gun probably was.

" I'm not a guest here". I replied coldly attempting to walk past him but he just stood there and refused to move.

" Whether you're a guest or not, this place is still off limits, I advise you to leave now before I get you arrested for trespassing". He boldly said and I fought the sudden surge to snort.

" Who is the Chief of police here?" Mark asked from behind me and the man have him an incredulous look.

"I am". He stated with pride and I allowed my gaze to sweep over his body. He was wearing a police uniform alright with a lot of badged and stashes, and his cap also did say that he was chief material, but his size didn't.

Unlike military chiefs who literally had in shape bodies, this man looked like a large sack of rice begging for a bribe.

A complete waste of time.

I snickered walking past him.

"Hey you..." I didn't turn back, not even once because I knew Mark had it covered, he always did.

I walked for almost a minute more when I found the door I was looking for but was guarded by a female police officer.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked rising from her seat as soon as she saw me.

Her eyes wandered for a bit before she probably csutuoned them remembering herself that she was here to work or something.

" I need to see Rachel Andrews and I'm very sure she's in there ".

I stated and she shook her head.

" I didn't ask who you're here to see, I asked who you were. Also the lady has a visitor at the moment. I suggest you leave now ".

"Suggest?" I scoffed. " You have no right to suggest anything to me. Move aside ". My voice turned freezing cold and I saw the lady shiver from the corner of my eyes.

Then immediately she brought out the walkie talkie and began calling security.

I used to the opportunity to get past her and on the locks.

" Sir you can't go in there".

" This is wrong and not right!" She shouted when she noticed I was about opening the door, she was about touching me when I glared at her and she froze in her steps.

There was no way I was letting a filthy thing like hee touch me, and after pulling and tugging the door for a few more seconds and it still didn't open, I took a step back.

" Sir, sir... "

I raised my leg and kicked the door which opened with a loud bang.

The two women in the room stood up immediately, and Rachel's eyes met mine.

Unlike the relief I thought I would see in them, I only saw hatred.

"What are you doing here Ethan? " Her voice was calm, but completely emotionless.

"Rachel?"

From what I knew she had only been in the prison cell for a few hours, but she had a five mark finger print on her face.

It was extremely obvious she was slapped, the question now was by who.

My blood boiled with rage and I clenched my fists together, and Rachel was not even making it better with the look of hatred she was giving me right now.

What did I do?

" Get the fuck out of here. I don't want to see you".

Every single word of her's felt like a direct stab to my chest.

Why did she keep doing this?

" Rachel calm down, let me explain". Marina said walking away from her side of the table to Rachel's side. She was about touching her when Rachel shrugged her hand off taking a step back.

" Explain? Marina what the hell is this? "