Chege 7
Chapter 7
Two police officers walked in, their brows furrowed when they saw Easton in nothing but a nightgown, barely covered by a cushion.
“What’s going on here?”
aylee was the first to speak up.
“Officers, someone made a false report. There’s nothing going on. We just have a normal relationship.”
“Oh? A normal relationship with a married man?”
I spoke out in surprise, which made Kaylee shoot me a venomous glare.
“What’s really going on here?”
The police officer sternly demanded an answer from the two of them.
Easton shot me a fierce look. Coming from a well–respected academic family, with both parents being university professors about to retire, any scandal now would affect them
greatly.
“Officers, I just had a little too much to drink, and I got confused. I did something wrong to my wife, but as for what you’re talking about–assault–it’s absolutely not true.”
After hearing this, the officer turned to look at me.
“Are you his wife?”
I pretended to wipe away a tear, feigning sadness.
“Yes, I just came home to grab some documents. When I walked in, I saw my husband with this woman. He had her pinned underneath him, and she was screaming in pain.“–
I still had a look of fear on my face, clutching the officer’s hand as I pleaded.
“Officer, my husband is a first–time offender. He’s an honest man, a model husband. He will
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surely turn over a new leaf. Please, give him another chance.
Hearing this, Easton immediately panicked and stepped forward to grab me, but I dodged.
him.
“Amina, shut up! 1 didn’t assault Kaylee. She was willing! I’m innocent! What are you begging for?”
Easton was furious, and the tenderness he once showed me was gone, replaced by malice.
I walked up to Kaylee and whispered in her ear.
“Think carefully. This is your one chance to turn things around.”
I knew Kaylee was a smart person.
Easton and Kaylee were taken away, and I, as a witness, was also asked to come to the police station.
To prevent them from coordinating their stories, we were taken in separate police cars.
Kaylee and I in one car.
“What do you mean by that?” Kaylee asked quietly.
I looked at her, a cold smile crossing my face as I saw her desire for fame.
“Do you want to seduce a married man, or do you want to appear as the victim in front of the public? You choose.”
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Kaylee didn’t respond. Her head hung low, her fists clenched tightly. It was clear she was very hesitant.
I patted my bag and pulled open a corner of the zipper, revealing four property titles and several gold bars inside.
“I hope you remember the words you said when you stood up for Easton.”
All the property I owned before marriage was in my own name. In the five years I had been married to Easton, our joint assets consisted of one apartment, which was also in both our
