Chapter 69

Lucille started packing again, but after less than three seconds, she thought of another question. "By the way, Officer Brown, what if he doesn't agree to the divorce? After all, I don't think anyone but me could choose him."

"You can file for divorce. You have the injury report as evidence of his domestic violence, and there's also the police statement. That's enough." Zoey added, "If he keeps pestering you and refuses to divorce, just call me directly!"

"Okay!" Lucille quickly finished packing, mostly cat supplies which were easier to pack.

Seeing her struggling, Zoey helped her carry some of the items.

They chatted as they went downstairs.

Zoey added, "After you and Paul ended up at the police station last time, did you tell your parents about Paul abusing you?"

"No." Mentioning this, Lucille's eyes dimmed again. "Sigh, my hometown is in the North, and I married far away. I regretted it so much, wondering why I married far away. It's all fate, I just consider myself unlucky. Besides, my parents didn't even know we got married. After getting the marriage certificate, I told them, and they were furious."

"I even argued with them, insisting I would be happy. Look at me, how long have I been married? And now this happens. How can I face my parents? They knew I married Paul, bought tickets, and flew over to scold me, but it was too late. We were already married. I still remember on the wedding day, my mom cried so much and kept hitting me."

"Although my mom was angry with me, she still cared about me. She told me to come home if I was wronged. They will always be my strongest support. I should really listen to them."

As Lucille said this, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Zoey could tell that Lucille had realized she should listen to her parents. "It's never too late to realize that."

"Well, but I still feel a bit wronged. You know, I'm the only child in my family, and my parents doted on me. But after getting married, Paul beat me and I became his free maid. Thinking about it makes me want to cry. Damn it, I really deserve this."

Zoey comforted her, "Haven't you already figured it out? Realizing it is cutting your losses in time. You still have a long life ahead."

"Yes, you're right. As long as I want to start over, now is the best time." Lucille wiped her tears, looking like a strong girl. "Alright, Officer Brown, I'm fine."

She hailed a taxi and put the cat supplies in the trunk.

After everything was ready, she waved to Zoey through the car window, "Everything's packed, and I've paid, Officer Brown."

Just as the driver was about to leave, Zoey rolled down the window and asked, "By the way, Lucille, you haven't told me your cat's name."

"It's called Big Baby."

Zoey was silent.

She nodded and said goodbye to Lucille.

Zoey watched the cat fall into thought as the car slowly started.

By the time she got home, it was almost midnight.

She thought Robert and Tenley would already be asleep, so she asked the driver to drive quietly to avoid disturbing them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car stopped, she saw Robert and Tenley standing at the entrance, seemingly waiting for her.

Zoey opened the car door and got out. Tenley looked around and asked, "Zoey, where's the cat?"

"Here." Zoey handed over the pet carrier next to her.

Tenley took it and lifted the white cloth on top, looking at the pet cat inside with great affection. Her loving gaze didn't seem fake.

"So cute. Robert, look, a pet cat. Its eyes are like gems." The more Tenley looked, the more she liked it. Robert glanced at it and silently went to the trunk to get the other cat supplies.

After bringing everything upstairs, Tenley placed the cat on the balcony. "We used to keep our cat here. It's been years, so there shouldn't be any scent left. It shouldn't feel threatened and can have a good night's sleep."

Zoey, knowing nothing about pets, changed the subject. "Mrs. Davis, is it okay for it to sleep in the carrier for a night? Won't it suffocate?"

"No, this thing is breathable. This carrier is nice and easy to open. Look, just press here." Tenley pressed a button, and the carrier opened.

The kitten lazily stretched its paws and walked out.

It looked around the environment without any signs of unfamiliarity, strutting around the room as if it owned the place.

Tenley laughed, amused by the kitten. "This little thing is too cute. Zoey, what's its name?"

"It's called Big Baby." Zoey reluctantly said the name.

With Lucille's personality, she could come up with such a name.

"What a nice name, haha, Big Baby." Tenley teased it like a child.

The kitten responded to Tenley's calls with meows.

Even Zoey, who disliked cats, found this kitten quite adorable.

"It is so cute, smart, and lovable." Tenley couldn't get enough of it.

Compared to the kitten, Zoey felt a bit neglected.

Zoey yawned and was about to go to her bedroom to sleep when she saw the kitten suddenly jump off Tenley's lap, looking uneasy.

Tenley missed catching it and grabbed at the air. "Oh no, Big Baby, what are you doing?"

The kitten, not understanding human speech, jumped to the floor and kept meowing, searching for something.

Zoey, suddenly alert, turned and asked with concern, "Mrs. Davis, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. It probably needs to use the restroom." Tenley, clearly experienced with pets, instantly understood the kitten's intention.

She turned to set up a litter box for it.

Smelling the litter, the kitten jumped in and started using it.

After finishing, it even covered its waste with its little paws.

Tenley liked it even more, holding it in her arms and stroking it. "Big Baby, you are so great and know how to use the restroom. Your owner must be amazing to train you so well."

The kitten lay quietly in her arms, looking very content.