Chapter 4

I stared at the lingerie through clenched teeth. "You're not just committing fraud—you're also guilty of breaking and entering!"

"Sir, that underwear was stolen from my balcony! This is a premeditated crime!"

Evan spread his hands. "Honey, that's a ridiculous lie."

"We sleep in the same bed every night. How is my mom helping you wash clothes breaking and entering?"

"Even if you don't want to acknowledge me as your husband, you can't slander my mother like this, can you?"

The tenants pointed and whispered about me.

"This woman is too much. She can even say something like that."

"Right? Her mother-in-law helps wash her underwear and she's not grateful. What an ingrate."

"Marrying a woman like this—you've had the worst luck imaginable."

The officer looked at me helplessly. "Ms. White, since the system shows you're legally married, this rent issue is indeed a domestic property dispute."

"The police can't directly intervene. We suggest you resolve this through negotiation or legal channels."

I grabbed the officer's sleeve. "You can't leave! This really is a scam!"

"I haven't been to City Hall recently. How could I have gotten married!"

"They must have used some illegal means to tamper with the system information!"

Evan yanked me over and whispered a warning. "Jasmine White, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

"I already invested your three million. You can scream your head off and it won't help."

"Admit I'm your husband and I'll help you manage this building from now on. Otherwise, I'll ruin your reputation!"

I forcefully shook him off. "Get away from me! You disgusting parasite!"

Evan deliberately fell to the ground. His mother rushed over to check on him.

"Murder! She's trying to murder her husband! Sir, you saw it, right! This poisonous woman dares to assault someone right in front of you!"

"Arrest her now! She's trying to kill us!"

The officer stepped forward to separate us. "Enough! Stop this!"

"Since both sides have different stories, you'll all come back to the station with me to give statements!"

I nodded eagerly. "Fine, I'll go to the station, but I need to go back to my apartment first to get my property deed and proof of single status!"

"All my documents are in the safe in my bedroom. Once I get them, I can prove he's lying!"

The officer agreed.

When we got back to my place, I pulled out my keys to unlock the door, but after turning it twice, the key got stuck.

I tried to keep turning when Evan pulled me aside. "Honey, did you forget again?"

"Yesterday you complained the old lock wasn't safe and insisted I get someone to install a fingerprint lock."

"You just set the password yourself. How did you forget already today?"

He pressed his finger to the scanner. Fingerprint recognized successfully.

The door opened. All the furniture and decorations inside had changed.

Wedding photos of Evan and me hung on the wall. Men's socks were tossed on the sofa. Health supplements sat on the coffee table.

I held onto the door frame, my whole body cold.

His mother pushed past me and walked in. "This floor is so dirty. What kind of wife are you?"

"Hurry up and get in here to mop! Don't embarrass yourself out there!"

I pointed at the wedding photo on the wall. "You photoshopped this too! What exactly are you trying to do!"

Evan leaned close to me. "What am I trying to do? Of course I want to have a good life with you."

"Your house, your money, your body—they're all mine from now on."

"If you dare disobey, I'll let everyone online know that you, Jasmine White, are a marriage-scamming whore!"

With that, he gently took my hand. "Let's go explain everything properly to the officers at the station."