Mag-log inUpon hearing that, Zayn slapped her hard.Candace became even more frenzied. She lunged at Zayn.They were sweethearts only a couple of hours ago, but now, they were fighting in front of the police to dodge responsibility.When I regained consciousness, my parents were next to my hospital bed.When my mom saw me open my eyes, she held my hand excitedly."Shirley, you finally woke up! Are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?"I didn't reply. I simply pulled my hand back.My mom was taken aback. Her eyes grew teary."Are you blaming us? We didn't have a choice! Zayn threatened us! He said if we didn't cooperate, your brother would never find a job. At the time, your dad and I thought you and Zayn were just arguing; we couldn't have imagined that he would treat you like this!"My mom spoke through her tears, her expression and tone sincere.I knew she was probably telling the truth.However, my dad's words echoed in my mind, making it hard for me to overlook what they did.
I then showed everyone the call log with the dean and the texts Candace sent me.Seeing Zayn's pale face, I chuckled mockingly."Zayn, did you really think that formatting my phone meant I'd lost my evidence? I already uploaded all the evidence to the cloud in order to protect my rights during our divorce negotiations!"Next, I showcased evidence of Zayn and Candace's affair.There were explicit chat screenshots.Candace had also sent me provocative messages boasting about their intimate photos and videos.The content was so extreme that the conservative old scholars in the audience gasped at the lack of shame and morality.Candace screamed and tried to rush at me, but the police restrained her.There was nothing she could do but yell furiously."It's all fake! Shirley Anderson is slandering me! Zayn, hurry up and say something!"Zayn stood silently without a word. I wonder if he had given up.Finally, I produced evidence of Zayn locking me in the basement and instructing th
"Don't worry, Professor Jones, we believe you."Candace's supporters cheered for her.But the looks on Zayn and Candace's faces were extremely grim.Before they could think of a way to get rid of me, the police arrived.Because this incident had stirred up a huge commotion online, many netizens wanted the entire investigation process to be made public.So, after seeking consent from their superiors, the police decided to livestream the entire questioning process.The venue for the livestream was the lecture hall.The lead officer looked at me sternly and asked, "Shirley Anderson, you claim to be the real author of that paper. Do you have evidence to support your statement?"I nodded, "I do have evidence. But before I present the evidence, I have a request. Earlier, both Zayn Smith and the dean claimed I have severe delusions. To prevent anyone from potentially using this against me, I request a professional psychiatric evaluation."Upon hearing this, Zayn's face stiffened, and
As soon as she said that, I burst out laughing.She suddenly had a bad premonition."What are you laughing at?""Nothing. If you want to call the police, let me help you!"I borrowed a phone from a student in the audience and, in front of everyone, dialed "911".Zayn immediately rushed towards me, trying to snatch the phone away."Stop this madness, Shirley! You've already embarrassed both of us enough!"I quickly dodged.That made him even more anxious. He raised a hand to slap me.I smirked."Lots of eyes and cameras are watching, Zayn Smith. Are you sure you want to hit me?"My words reminded him that the opening ceremony was being broadcasted live.If he rashly hit me, he would face public criticism even if I couldn't provide evidence to back up my claims.It might even affect his company's stock price.Because of that, he took a few deep breaths and softened his tone."Honey, I know I've neglected you because I've been busy with work, and that's why you're upset. Bu
My outburst silenced the entire lecture hall.A few seconds later, whispers filled the air."Isn't she the lecturer who committed academic fraud? I saw it online.""Wasn't she suspended? How dare she show her face here?""What did she just say? That Professor Jones is a thief?"Zayn and Candace froze upon seeing me.The dean's complexion changed drastically as well.He abruptly stood up from his seat and yelled at me."Ms. Anderson, you're suspended! You shouldn't be here! If you leave now, I won't pursue this matter anymore. If not, I'm afraid I'll have to report you to the campus security."I ignored the dean and walked defiantly towards the podium, fully aware of all the eyes on me."I want to report Candace Jones for causing the death of my child, plagiarizing my paper, and spreading rumors online to slander me. Her accomplice is my husband Zayn Smith, who cheated on me and illegally detained me. I also want to report the dean for protecting a plagiarist."With every wor
"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you and the university. To express my apology, I will donate two more laboratory buildings. Please take good care of Professor Jones."After hanging up, Zayn threw me onto the couch with force and told me in a cold voice, "Shirley, I made it very clear that I would compensate you. Why won't you listen to me? I'm so disappointed in you. Fine, if that's how you want to play, don't blame me for being ruthless."The man who once vowed to take care of me for life locked me in a pitch-black basement.To punish me for not obeying him, Zayn ordered the bodyguards to only give me spoiled food.But that conveniently gave me the chance to fake a stomachache and escape.After finally shaking off the bodyguards, I wanted to take a taxi to my parents' house.Besides them, there was no one else I could trust.But because I hadn't showered or changed clothes for a week, I smelled terrible.No taxi driver was willing to pick me up.In the end, I could onl







