Chapter 10
After hanging up, I looked at Shaun, mocking him.
“Mr. Chapman, we live in a society governed by law, OK? Stop thinking you’re some underworld boss who’s above the law and can lock up anyone as you please.
“What an idiot.”
Shaun looked at me with great disbelief.
The police arrived within ten minutes and brought us all back to the police station.
“We have a rough idea of what happened, Mr. Chapman.”
The police sighed, scratching his head.
“It’s a big world, and it happens that two people look alike. But Ms. Becker here indeed isn’t your wife.”
My parents got divorced when I was little, and neither of them cared about me.
After I died in that car wreck, my mom went through the death formalities for me and had my ID canceled.
Legally speaking, I no longer existed.
Arnold arranged for my current ID card, and it was registered in Texas,
I had nothing to do with that Mona Becker before the car wreck
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whatsoever.
Utterly pissed off, Shaun let out a derisive laugh.
“Texas? Seriously?”
I said, “Yes,”
Arnold lowered his head, trying his best not to laugh out loud.
His shoulders kept hitching.
Shaun’s face turned livid.
“You weren’t like this, Mona.”
I said. “Exactly. I’m not the Mona you think I am.”
Turning to the police officer, I asked, “Sir, I think his longing for his wife has driven him crazy. He won’t come and kidnap me again, will he?”
He promised me repeatedly that Los Angeles was pretty safe, and if anything happened, I could call them at any time.
Then he even glared at Shaun, his gaze threatening.
“Mr. Chapman, given your wealth and influence, surely, you don’t wanna see your scandal everywhere, right?”
Shaun had no choice but to sign the statement.
One of the cops knew Arnold and volunteered to drive us home.
“Dr. Tate, let me know if anything.
“So what if he’s the heir of the Chapman family? No one is above the law.
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“Things here don’t work like that.”
After we came back home, as soon as I closed the door, Arnold held me tightly from behind.
“I was so scared, Mona.”
Trembling, he pressed his face against mine.
His body temperature was always higher than mine, and I always felt his body was burning hot. In the summer, I’d always push him away
whenever he wanted to hug me.
But today, his body was as cold as an ice cube.
Sensing this, I found it hard to blame him.
“Arnold, could you tell me what exactly happened?”
He nodded.
“Your last phone call three years ago was to me.”
He told me that in fact, we had been keeping in touch.
Those years in Washington D. C. were tough for me, and I got hurt and sick often.
I became a regular at the hospital, where we met again.
Seeing an old acquaintance made me very happy, and I thought of him as my life–saving straw. I told him whatever happened in my life, including what upset me or made me uncomfortable.
He said I didn’t deserve this.
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He always asked me, “Are you happy, Mona?”
I shook my head.
“No. I’m not.”
eyes.
He held my hand with distress in his ey
“Have you ever thought of leaving him?”
I jerked my hand back as if I were stung by his hand.
“If I leave Shaun, I’ll be even unhappier.”
