My Husband Has No Hands

The day I moved into Riverfront Residences, I became public enemy number one in the entire community.It all started with my neighbour, the influencer "Sexy Innocent Yvonne" who had over a million followers on Tok Tik.Right now, she was holding a phone stand right outside my door, crying her eyes out, making people sympathize with her."Chat, I can't take it anymore! I thought there were only good people in this community, but it turns out there's a right animal living here!"Yvonne tugged at her collar, which was already as low as it could go, showing off loads of skin and some pretty shocking red marks on her neck.She pointed at my tightly shut door, yelling, "The man who lives in this apartment looks like a nice guy, but half an hour ago, he molested me in the elevator!"He knew there was no signal in the elevator, so he not only verbally harassed me, he also pinned me to the wall. He used his hand... used his hand to clamp my mouth shut, and with the other hand he tried to

I coldly swept my eyes over Yvonne and her mother. "I want the entire questioning process to be recorded with a bodycam.""You’re guilty! You’re feeling guilty!" Yvonne screamed while pointing at me. "You're afraid the officer will see the scratches on the back of his hand, aren't you?"Looking at Yvonne's face that was twisted with excitement, the last bit of sympathy I had disappeared.If I just let them go inside to have a look, this farce would be over.But they were too greedy, too eager to solidify the "molestation" charge and too desperate for the so-called emotional trauma compensation.Since they were so confident, even making up details like "calluses on the hands", "left hand grabbing the neck" and "scratches on the back of the hand", then I would help them.I turned to the officer and said, "Okay, I'll cooperate with the investigation. But like I said, my husband can't move right now. I'll go to the police station with you to make a statement. As for the injury verifi

The courtroom fell into a deathly silence.Even the sound of breathing seemed to have vanished.Everyone stared at the man in the wheelchair with wide eyes.Chris wore a loose black shirt, but the two sleeves hung empty at his sides, swaying lightly as the wheelchair moved.Moreover, when the wheelchair turned to face the gallery, a collective gasp echoed through the courtroom.The right half of Chris' face was covered with dark red burn scars, twisted like gnarled roots.The hideous scars extended deep into his collar, looking immensely tragic.This guy was a "hulking" and "incredibly strong" perverted sex fiend with "rough hands" according to Yvonne.I walked over to Chris and gently straightened his empty sleeves, then turned around, my eyes piercing into the ashen-faced Yvonne like daggers."Miss Shaw, you said earlier that he wore a ring on his left hand, which really hurt when he choked you."I approached the plaintiff's table step by step, my voice echoing in the silen

It was a segment of chat history recovered from Yvonne's phone cloud, along with check-in records from a five-star hotel."The night before the incident, Miss Shaw spent the night in room 1208 of the Hylton Hotel with the 'top donor' from her livestream, Mr. Andrew Lee, who goes by the online name 'Lonely Snow.'"Several chat screenshots appeared on the large screen.[Top Donor: Babe, wanna try something exciting tonight? I bought a new collar.][Yvonne: You're so naughty! You choked me so hard last time, the marks still haven't faded yet~][Top Donor: Don't worry! I'll donate lots of money to you!][Yvonne: Thank you, sweetie! Remember to bring the one with spikes, I like that one!]The crowd gasped.Those who originally still had a shred of sympathy for Yvonne now felt disgusted, like they had swallowed a fly.I pointed at the chat history, each word hitting hard:"Medical examination showed that the marks on Yvonne Shaw's neck are caused by the compression of something cir

"Too late."I kicked her hand away and patted my trouser leg in disgust."I already gave you a chance in court earlier. If you had spoken one truthful word or shown the slightest hint of remorse, things wouldn't have escalated to this point. Now you want to settle out of court? In your dreams."I turned to the lawyer who had been standing behind me. "Mr. Zayn, in addition to the charges of 'false accusation' and 'blackmail', I would like to add the charge of 'insulting the reputation of a hero'. Also..."I pointed to the cleaning lady, as well as several large marketing accounts with millions of followers that had taken the lead in retweeting Yvonne's video, "Those who provided false testimony and those who spread false rumors for money — spare none of them. I want them to know that there are consequences to their actions."Jenny’s eyes rolled back upon hearing the words "insulting the reputation of a hero" and she collapsed to the ground. She knew that once she was stained with t