Chapter 32

The soothing voice that had just rang out was so clear and pleasant-sounding that I could feel my body relaxing. When I looked up, I was surprised to see Tristan. Jameson's eyes darkened the moment he saw Tristan. He strode over to him and demanded, "Mr. Zook, were you the one who arranged for my wife's examination?" Tristan nodded calmly. "Yes. Is there a problem?" Jameson sneered. "That's so generous of you, Mr. Zook. I should really thank you." Tristan replied indifferently, "You're welcome." He then turned away and began walking toward the ward. "The paperwork is complete. Let's go." I quickly gathered my belongings and prepared to leave with him. But Jameson blocked our path once more. He stood his ground with a look of unwavering determination as he said coldly, "Mr. Zook, this ends now. Wynonna is my wife, and I'm her husband. I'm taking her home." He fixed his gaze on Tristan and added, "If you try to interfere, I'll call the police." I gasped. Would he really call t