Chapter 397

It was a cold prison with iron walls and copper walls. Maria was sitting alone in the detention room. She looked around at the people who had made mistakes, standing or lying beside her. Anyone who gave her an incomprehensible look would make her feel scared. Except for the light in the detention room, she couldn't even see the sun. The dim days were the worst life she had ever lived in her life. She couldn't help but recall the period when she gave birth to the baby on behalf of Migs. She was locked up in the villa and could only walk back and forth in that land every day. But at that time, she was served. She could see sunshine, rain, stars, bright moon, flowers and enjoy everything. But now, in the narrow detention room, even her breath was suffocating. Because the case was not decided yet, and she was still in the detention room, not in prison. Even so, Maria felt that every day was like a torture. "Ouch..." Suddenly, she felt a pain in her sole. She took off her shoes and