I never thought that I would ever be arrested for indecency.

The boy that I had knocked down was a 17-year-old teenager. He insisted that I had bad intentions toward him. Even if I denied it, he still insisted that I touched him. "Where did she touch you?" The police questioned very carefully.

The teenager's name was Yerick Massey. He looked at me, pointed at his chest, and then pointed below his waist. "She touched me here and here!"

What bullshit!

I almost cursed out loud. I had never even touched a man as handsome as Chris. Why would I touch a brat who hadn't even gone through puberty? The police looked at me again.

"I didn't touch him," I denied it before he could even ask me. "I just accidentally bumped into him."

"Did you drink?" The police looked at me meaningfully.

In this society, it was normal for men to be drunk. Women who drank even a little were considered indecent.

I nodded. "I did."

"How much did you drink?"

I really didn't know what that question had to do with what was going on. Still, I obediently answered the question. "A bottle of beer."

me. But it just so happened that Lisa had sent me a

again, "I was not drunk, and I did not take advantage of this brat while

Yerick again. "Are you sure she touched you? You will be held legally responsible if you lie and

course I'm sure." Yerick was really

was so angry that I wanted to get

idea into action, Yerick's eyes suddenly lit

"Jewel, you're here."

and wanted to explain everything to his family, but before I could say anything, I was stunned

she wore a white dress. She was the epitome of what a man's first love would look like. Her name was Jewel Massey. I knew her. The man next

happened?" Jewel

answer her. Instead, he looked at Chris and said, "Jewel, he's my

eyes became icy when he

on here?"

know this woman? I'm telling you, she's a hooligan! She touched me

energy to explain. I just looked at Chris. He had only been away from me for a few hours, but he had now become

answer to why he had left me in a

also looked at me before she introduced herself in a

that she recognized me. Oh, right. I was Chris' accessory and bootlicker. Anyone

had died in a car accident not long ago. As her husband's good friend, Chris

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