Chapter 1
Police headquarters, Meta City.
“I’m here to turn myself in,” Rain Clayton announced inside the police station with her head held high. Her elegant figure didn’t fail to draw the attention of the officers inside. She decided it was better to turn herself in than to wait to be summoned after trashing the car of her cheating boyfriend, Paul.
One of the police officers approached her and said, “Alright, Miss. It’s pretty unusual for someone to commit a crime and turn themselves in. You did the right thing. Come here, have a seat, and tell me everything p>
Rain sat on the chair the police officer pointed at and quickly exclaimed, “That asshole cheated on me, Officer! I… I caught him having sex with my younger half-sister! I was furious and in a fit of rage damaged his car. Lucky him, I was still thinking straight to only damage his car and not cut off his dick instead p>
“Alright, calm down now, Miss. Tell me your name, and when and where the incident happened,” the officer interrogated. Rain nodded and told the officer her full name, the location of Paul’s apartment and what she did to his car.
Just a few hours ago, she had gone to look for Paul to talk about marriage, only to find him in bed with her half-sister Dina! Back then, she ran away with tears in her eyes, utterly disgusted and devastated. Then, she spotted Paul’s car in the parking lot. Anger surged through her whole being, and she grabbed the baseball bat kept in her car for protection.
Overwhelmed with fury, she unleashed her hurt from Paul’s betrayal on his car. He had bought it just a few days ago, and it gave her immense satisfaction to destroy it. She smashed all the windows, front and back windshields, and even hit the body of the car, destroying the beauty into trash, the same way he had broken her heart and left her devastated.
Of course, she knew there would be consequences. But she didn’t regret her actions, not a single bit!
Another officer sitting at the nearby table suddenly interrupted and said, “Sir, we have received a complaint about that incident p>
She turned to the other police officer who had just informed them about the complaint being filed and remarked, “Oh… he already filed a complaint.” She scoffed with narrowed eyes and searched the surroundings. “Where is that damn bastard? Where’s Paul?!” She was so busy cursing Paul inside her head that she failed to notice the exchange of meaningful glances the police officers sent to each other.
“Paul?” Both police officers reacted in surprise. Rain nodded. “Yes, Paul Smith. The owner of the car I damaged p>
The officer at the other table spoke up, “Miss Clayton, there seems to be some misunderstanding I guess. The owner of the car that you have smashed is not Mr. Paul Smith.” Then he pointed to a man sitting right in front of him. “It’s Mr. Alexander Lancaster here. It’s his car and he’s the complainant p>
Rain creased her forehead as she turned and looked at the man the officer pointed at. She blinked while looking at the man, who appeared remarkably more handsome and dignified than her cheating scumbag boyfriend! She hadn’t even noticed his presence when she strode inside the police station as she was too consumed by her anger towards Paul to notice anyone else at that moment.
Frowning, Rain turned back to the police officer in front of her and insisted, “What are you saying, Officer? There must be some mistake here because I hit Paul’s car and not his p>
The officer shook his head and then handed her the photos of the damaged car. “This is the car you destroyed right?” Rain picked one of the photos and stared at the number plate: WOF6022.
Her eyes widened as she stared at the photo, the realisation hitting her at once.
Paul’s number plate ended with a ‘1 p>
“I damaged the wrong car?” she murmured weakly.
The police officer nodded. “That’s correct. It seems you have mistaken the car since they are quite similar p>
Rain’s face paled as she stared at the photo. When she ran away from Paul’s apartment, she had been crying so hard that she didn’t notice the slight difference in the number plate. Ironically, the cars were the same brand, style, and even the color.
What a crazy coincidence this was!
Then she gulped nervously and fidgeted in her seat, feeling embarrassed for the innocent man whose car she had mistakenly damaged. She slowly turned to look at him and smiled awkwardly as she whispered, “I’m sorry p>
The man just stared at her with a blank expression. He appeared serious and enigmatic, his spectacles helping very little to conceal his intimidating yet undeniably attractive grey eyes.
“Miss Rain Clayton, can I see your ID please?” the police officer in front of her suddenly asked. Rain quickly retrieved her ID from her wallet and handed it over, her face still pale from realizing her mistake. She had vandalized the wrong car!
Rain came out of her thoughts when she heard the officer click his tongue disapprovingly as he examined her ID. “You’re a lawyer? Yet your temper is quite something,” he remarked. “But I hope you have the means to resolve this matter p>
Rain remained silent. Yes, she had just passed the bar exam and had started working at Smith Legal Firm, owned by Paul’s family, just the day before after completing a six-month internship with them.
“Miss, you’re a lawyer, so I’m sure you know your actions are liable to—” the officer, who was speaking while looking at his computer, abruptly paused. He glanced at her and then at the man sitting in front of the other officer, he squinted his eyes and then looked back at his computer screen, and finally stared back at them.
“What is it?” Rain asked.
His eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly before he cleared his throat to compose himself. “You are husband and wife p>
“What?!” Rain and the man, who had come to lodge a complaint, exclaimed in unison.