To Be Yours Again novel (Jenny and Alex) novel Chapter 1132

Marigold was still grateful. "Alec is your boyfriend now. He might have listened to you if you told him not to save my brother."

Paul would not have come out of the police station so easily if it weren't for Alec's help.

"That's between him and Alec. It has nothing to do with me." Jenny didn't think that Marigold needed to thank her. She had done nothing, after all.

As they spoke, Alec's car stopped by the entrance.

"Let's go." Alec rolled down his window and got Jenny in the car. He saw Marigold standing next to her and said, "You can sit in the back. Paul is in the car, too."

They'd just come out of the police station. Alec had come for Jenny before dropping him home.

Marigold was surprised. The windows of the backseat rolled down as well. Paul looked displeased. "Why are you here?"

"Are you okay, Paul?" Marigold hurried over and got into the car.

Jenny sat in the passenger seat, and the car moved quickly.

Paul looked disheveled. "Why wouldn't I be okay? What could Gilbert do to me?"

"You shouldn't have hit him, Paul," Marigold said in a soft voice.

Paul was angry when he said that. He glared at her and said, "I was avenging you. Do you think I'd pick on him for no reason at all?"

"I know, but I've already told you that I'm the one who wanted to keep the child. It has nothing to do with anyone else," Marigold explained, afraid he would turn angry.

"You're fucking crazy!" Paul glared at her. He'd have slapped her to her senses if she weren't pregnant.

Jenny saw that they were about to fight. Weakly, she said, "Stop fighting. Why don't I invite Gilbert out and discuss this with him?"

"What is there to discuss? Gilbert is a bastard!" Paul said at once. He didn't think he had beaten Gilbert up enough.

Marigold, however, agreed. "I don't think there's much to discuss. It's my child. Why should I have to discuss it with someone else?"

Jenny was speechless. She looked at Alec, who caught her imploring gaze and said, "Putting the kid aside, you still have to talk about the fighting, don't you? I don't want to keep picking you up from the police station. You'll be staying there the next time around."

Paul scowled, upset. "Fine. I don't think he'll be able to do anything to me."